Luyện nghe bài hát Field Of Sorrow

The lingers on of the arrival of dawn.
saw the beacon aflame,
Burning with for the lives that would be lost.
And the troops ashore,
Sounds of filled the air.
Towards the city marched.

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

Fight a force for high society.
behind the walls,
Holding the riches that forever be lost.
the city gates
The army fights on
their imminent doom.

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

From the protection of
Beheld the stained plains
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 barrels and chests with all gold.
me a throne to rest upon.
Fear not the of the fallen,
Hear not the 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.