Luyện nghe bài hát Jagermeister

Raise glass up to the night

And drink ye of your

and taste the dark delight
And of Heaven's milk

It's the only one, the 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

When your heart yearns to be
There's comfort in the gold

And in hand
The Land

To from despair

The at your command

Jgermeister will take me there, Oh

the dread cold had of Death

Is on your heart

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

The sweetest blood the veins of Pan

Bacchus, Dionysus, take me up to the lips of