Luyện nghe bài hát Field Of Sorrow

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

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

Fight a superior force for society.
behind the walls,
Holding the riches that forever be lost.
Outside the gates
The army fights on
Towards imminent doom.

the Field of Sorrow children's soul still cry
As an echo the blackened day.
Cross the of Sorrow
are whispers and sighs
From anguish and dismay.

From the protection of
Beheld the blood stained
Reeking of shame.
Children and cripples of the that was lost.
Trembling hands the gates
For the of fire,
As they had to hide.

Fill up the and chests with 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 booty and lying deep.