Luyện nghe bài hát Field Of Sorrow

The memory lingers on of the of dawn.
They saw the aflame,
Burning with sorrow for the 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 to stand up and be bold.

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

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

From the of walls
Beheld the blood stained
Reeking of shame.
Children and cripples of the battle was lost.
Trembling open the gates
For the of fire,
As had nowhere 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 they sailed off the gold.

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