Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Sword

A of mist, a foreign coast
The before their battle cry
drawn, the line of shields must hold
Through mist, the arrow, it flies

Battle, firm the line in battle

by shoulder, brothers at side
We may stand victorious or
fine day, a fine day to die
We fight and may die by the sword

Cutting through and bone, your sword
My brother, our father you well
But from behind the unseen
Mortally wounded, you tell

Battle, hold the line in battle

Shoulder by shoulder, at side
by my side you did fall
This was a fine day a day to die
Brother, I'll your broken sword