Luyện nghe bài hát Cheruscan

Chill the air, although only
the woods as in deep slumber
Here in Germania, slain by hand
The of Rome has come to an end

on its knees, under Jupiters reign
This side of the Rhine, still Wodon's
For noble Arminius is Germanic
Romes' mighty received with disdain

Altars where three legions stood
None escaped oblivion, silent the Teutoburg
Scattered bodies all over, captured standards as a
Heads to the trees, symbols of decline

Germania!

the battle the governor fell
Fell by his very own
took their last desperate stand

"Future Tiberius, do not cross the Rhine
On this natural border Rome draw its line"
of preservation, of Germania's freedom
Saved the untamed land of the Heathen

Emperor Augustus by his loss to despair:
"Give me my legions! Oh Varus, I do declare!"