Luyện nghe bài hát Arctic Circle

Sailing to the regions of the North.
Some whales were us, making sounds of warning.
The curious giants were with each other,
on the expedition's ships.

The Arctic Circle its arms around our fate.
We are on this central ocean.

We have settled on the zone of the tundra.
Blinding days, with out end.
The months are furiously approaching.
The pole will his white back to the sun.

The Arctic closed its arms around our fate.
We are sealed on this ocean.