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

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

I open my eyes and my ears, I see nothing but
I the wind behind the distant hills far beyond this vale

This is my land, our holy land, I want leave this place
But there are men all around 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 shades

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