Luyện nghe bài hát Battle In The Ancient North

One thousand ago
The christians marching up north
To christanize the
To kill those who christ

The of one village
Was a great man njal
He had sworn an to the
of his gods
Odin was thy
On sleipner he

But the was coming nearer
And the people, they ran in
Because oo many brave men was
For the were far too many

And one day in the
Men with drawn swords

The commander of the
"Do you accept
Do not refuse, burn your village!
We kill your sons
We will rape women!
So... do you the bapizing,
In the name of my god, and his
Son, white-christ?"

"Who is this
In the name of
I challenge him!"

The commander of the
"Then die fool..."

"So your swords my men!
For odin and thor we gain!
We will fight to the breath!
For odin we'll you to death!"

Swords crossed, the blood were
As the battle
The men were fighting will
But were far roo few
The crusaders were in blood
For white-christ they killed, raped and

And on the ground njal
His guts and blood wide spread
The village lies now in
But he prefered this before

Another day, time
The ancient of the north
Will seek revenge against
And those slained shall be avenged...