Luyện nghe bài hát Goashem

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

This is my land, our holy land, I don't want to this place
But there are unholy men all around us and want to take it away
Their hearts are filled with 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

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

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