Luyện nghe bài hát Lady in Black

She to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morning,
her hair flowing in the mid-winter wind.
I know not how she found me, for in I was walking,
and destruction lay around me from a fight I not win.

She asked me name my foe then. I the need within some men
to fight and kill their without thought of men or god.
And I begged her give me to trample down my enemies,
so eager was my passion to devour waste of life.

But she would not think of battle reduces men to animals,
so easy to and yet impossible to end.
For she the mother of all men had counciled me so that
I feared to walk alone again and asked if she stay.

"Oh lady your hand," I cried, "Oh let me rest here at your side."
"Have faith and trust in me," she said and filled my with life.
There is no strength in numbers. I've no misconceptions.
But when you need me be assured I be far away.