Luyện nghe bài hát Field Of Sorrow

The lingers on of the arrival of dawn.
They saw the aflame,
Burning with sorrow for the lives that be lost.
And the went ashore,
Sounds of filled the air.
Towards the they marched.

Called all the young ones, the old.
Summoned the people to up and be bold.

a superior force for high society.
Sheltered the walls,
Holding the riches that forever be lost.
Outside the city
The peasant army on
Towards their doom.

Cross the Field of Sorrow soul still cry
As an echo the blackened day.
Cross the of Sorrow
There are whispers and
burning anguish and dismay.

From the of walls
Beheld the blood plains
Reeking of shame.
and cripples of the battle that was lost.
Trembling hands open the
For the of fire,
As had nowhere to hide.

Fill up the barrels and chests all your gold.
me a throne to rest upon.
Fear not the of the fallen,
not the cries of the crows.

And so sailed off with the gold.

In the of the sea
They caught by a storm.
Both and crew's lying deep.