Luyện nghe bài hát Joan of Arc

Now the they followed Joan of Arc
As she riding through the dark
No moon to her armor bright
No man to get her through this and smoky night

She said, "I'm of the war
I the kind of work I had before
A dress or something white
To wear upon my appetite"
La

"Well, I'm glad to hear you this way
You know, I've you riding everyday
And in me yearns to win
Such a cold and heroine"

"And who are you?", she spoke
To the one beneath the
"Why, I'm fire", he
"And I love solitude, I love your pride"
La

"Well, then fire, make your body
I'm gonna give you to hold"
And saying this she inside
To be his one, to be his bride

Then deep into his fiery
He took the dust of of Arc
And high above all these wedding
He hung the of her lovely wedding dress
La

It was deep into his fiery
He the dust of Joan of Arc
And then she understood
If he was fire, oh she be wood

I saw her wince, I saw her cry
I saw the in her eye
Myself I long for love and
But must it come so cruel, must it be so
La