Luyện nghe bài hát Celtica (Voice Of The Morrigan)

On the he lays,
His drains from him,
The has been fought,
And the now stopped.
He the battlefield,
Oh the he can see,
So that have died,
And so few who survived.

His men at arms,
Who known since he was a lad,
Lie silent by his side no alive.

by a tree
Is a shattered man,
by the sword in my warrior's hand.
But in his
He not hate this man,
He for a case,
He not understand.

His men at arms,
Who known since he was a lad,
Lie by his side no longer alive.

A thousand have passed
And has stayed the same,
They fight each other for political gain,
A politic state - the government tool,
People in fear under madman rule.

His men at arms,
Who've with him since he was a lad,
Will fight by his for the right to survive.

A years more
And the may not exist,
The cause be greed and an iron fist
The spirits rejoice,
will not be missed.
up to you
It come to this.

His men at arms,
been with him since he was a lad,
Will by his side for the right to survive.