Luyện nghe bài hát Jagermeister

Raise your glass up to the

And ye of your fill

Come and taste the dark
And of Heaven's milk

It's the one, the holy one

from the stars above

The liquid flame of and shame

Jgermeister, its name

In the heat of a night

Or when the cold wind

your heart yearns to be free
There's in the liquid gold

And in hand
The Land

To from despair

The universe at your

Jgermeister will take me there, Oh

When the cold had of Death

Is heavy on your

When all and love is lost and your world torn apart
Jgermeister,

The blood from the veins of Pan

Bacchus, Dionysus, take me up to the lips of