Luyện nghe bài hát Lucibel (The Good Spirits Of Europe)

Deep the stream
the hills of Occident
Dark as blood running ages dim
From 'til the end
In caves and grottoes
Renounced, and scryed
By men with dolch and
Roma, Amor; the ill and
For good spirits of
Men come with and scepter alike
Tafur hordes, on horses high
Paint the on the wall
Paint it black and it tall
But as Montsegur
will be your light
Oh
And we shall burn alive
sulphur crowns shoot up the sky
Then we shall be your
Oh
is the horse
Upon which sits merciful
Crimson the
To trample fools beneath its
Heretics and
Their vernal
suffered not by Rome
men know not
Gods men
For good spirits of
Men come with cudgel and alike
With Tafur hordes, on horses
And it's not the that's given
But the death that's
When all that we're worth is
and undone
The good of Europe
Stand with Abraxas the sun
We'll in your fire, Lucibel
Burn through the night,
Burn as the sun,