Luyện nghe bài hát Braveheart

(The hero of our story, honourable,
a giant of a man, of the murdered king...)

A of a man was he
Hewn wood and stone
arms the crush
The from you
And a sword that the bone

His in life
was bound
in the faith
The mightiest of quaked
When Braveheart the words

Strike hard fast
Cut the rebels
Strike hard fast
And the Duke will his last

And all the
Far and
They listened to his
of the souls was he
For vengeance he did

The had cast
His armies
His they never tired
Can stop
His hordes
Who storm through field and

hard strike fast
Cut the down
Strike strike fast
And the Duke will his last

BRAVEHEART!

Braveheart
Face the
Black magic the sky
And sweet by grave mistake
Lay dead by fire

And I turn
The on you
shouts from high
The shake
The is set
For one of us die!

hard strike fast
Cut the rebels
hard strike fast
And the will breathe his last

The of his loins is slain
His tears they burned the
The Duke will pay for evil
When is free

Strike hard fast
Cut the rebels
Strike hard strike
And the Duke will his last