Luyện nghe bài hát Immigrant Song

Ah,ah ah,ah

We come from the of the ice and snow
the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, and crying:
Valhalla, I am coming.

On we sweep with oars,
Our only will be the western shore.

Ah,ah ah,ah

We come the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun the hot springs blow.
How soft your so green,
We calmed the of war,
Can whisper tales of
We are overlords.

On we sweep with oars,
Our only goal will be the shore.