Luyện nghe bài hát Goashem

I close my eyes to see within myself as the first falls on me
I close my to hear my inner voice and the cold wind freezes me

This is my land, our land, I don't want to leave this place
But there are unholy men all around us and want to take it away
hearts are filled with mean passion... Red blood on their hands
Tonight is the last night a part of this land

I open my eyes and my ears, I see but darkness
I hear the wind behind the distant hills far beyond vale

is my land, our holy land, I don't want leave this place
But there are unholy men all us and they want take it away
We have to go, travel to the hills, we will find the answer there
Follow me, my people, we must wander to the land of the long

I am Alge from the land of Wuowjo, the son of Goashem
I'm the leader of these people now the vale of white reindeer