Luyện nghe bài hát Many Enemies Bring Much Honour

Dressed not in but in black
See the in our eyes
Always to fight back
Never hiding in

enemies bring much honour...

The fighting man from the sun
Take warmth and from the glowing earth
Speed the light-foot winds to run
And with the to newer birth
An all-bright company of
Hold him in comradeship
The and the sister seven
The Will to Power and a hip
The woodland trees that stand
They to him each one a friend

Many bring much honour...

And the burning moment breaks
And all things are out of mind
And joy of battle takes
Him by the and makes him blind
Through joy and blindness he shall
Not caring much to know that
Nor lead nor shall reach him so
it be not his Destined Will

Many enemies bring honour...

The thundering line of stands
And in the air, death's
The day shall clasp him with hands
The night shall hold victory

enemies bring much honour...