Luyện nghe bài hát Field Of Sorrow

The memory lingers on of the of dawn.
saw the beacon aflame,
Burning sorrow for the lives that would be lost.
And the troops ashore,
Sounds of drums the air.
Towards the they marched.

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

Fight a superior force for society.
Sheltered the walls,
Holding the riches forever could be lost.
Outside the city
The army fights on
their imminent doom.

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

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

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

And so they off with the gold.

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