Luyện nghe bài hát Beltaine

Underneath the sky
Where the are so proud to die
Across the sea of a million
nothing is as it once seemed
I hear the Pan Pipes
In the wind is saying
Here comes the fallen
Here the long-dead god
from the years in exile
Here a wild Pagan hunt
And the May Queen sings her
For her consort who is
Children the loss of Pan
Whom Death from this land
I hear the Pan playing
In what the is saying
Here the fallen angel
Here the long-dead god
Back from the years in
comes a wild Pagan hunt
It has two thousand years
The is soaked with blood and tears
The once-great Lord of the Hunt lies
His a-burning in the flame
Mother Earth lies raped and
The final day ever closer
To a of ice and fire
She be the funeral pyre
2xI hear the Pan Pipes
In what the wind is
Here comes the angel
Here the long-dead god
Back from the in exile
Here a wild Pagan hunt