Luyện nghe bài hát Iceland

A plate steel was fired
And I did not for my compatriots
Hated the core of myself
Not a matter of
It was fear of weakness deep in of myself
The attainment was out of...
[Mounting generations]
[Dumb emulations]
To be humbled in
Sing of legend, of destruction
the last of the god-men
Hear Megas Jonsson *
the runes against your own soul
There is not much more to go
Work fifteen hours for the of the soul
And be humbled in
Sit in the room
down flat in the Cafe Iol*
Without a from the clientele
coffee black as well,
Hair blond as
Cast the against your own soul
Roll up for the underpants
And be humbled in
And the spawn of the
Is thick and
Like the people it.
See a green redhead, redhead
Make a grab for the of prayers.
Do anything for a bit of
Get humbled in
What the goddamn is it?
That played the pipes of
A for the Krakens
induces this rough text
And the runes against the self-soul
And in Iceland
[* Megas is considered to be "the father of Icelandic
rock'n'roll"; he "ridiculed the Sagas of [Iceland], wrote
scathing,
surreal lyrics, got heavily into booze and drugs, was barred from
and shunned by society. In 1979 he released a album called
"Plans For Suicide," announced his retirement, and performed in
public since he's now a dock worker." -- from Irwin's 26
1981 Melody Maker article about the Fall in Iceland. --Ed.]
[* Cafe Iol is a famous meeting spot in Reykjavik MES hung out
in Iceland. --ed.]
[* Paintwork]