Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Brothers

In the valley where the loons and play
two children who were born on Saturday
One was dark, one was

by the hawk, mothered by the mare
Stranger you will never see

Brothers of the and the sea
One was land, one was air
and they kept the burning there.

In a golden vessel and silver
Kept them burning in the strange enchanted
Kept them to the sky
For knew someday the sun would die