Luyện nghe bài hát Mountain Men

Taxes by the union king,
A in his back for the days of the wars.
- No importation and no is making the nation bleed.
Yet the bailiffs their gold,
The is growing for every day.
- The threatening, the torture, the of men
Is a plague that now come to end, once and for all.

Men
Hear the now!
Fight tyranny's hand.
Men
From the land!
Cast of your and the burning shackles.

Fortresses they one by one.
With success came support from the class.
- We grant you aid to dethrone our for financial prosperity.
The forced to negotiate,
So they for a council of all for estates-
- Now we you captain of the realm,
So pull back forces and return home.

Old and worn, to be forgotten.
Misled to the of the stage
But with a plan, he return.

to the council of the realm,
Ambushed by rivals in he met his demise.
By the blade of greed he down.

Men
Heard the and
Fought cold hand.
Men
From the land
Cast their and the burning shackles.

The was dethroned and fled head over heels
And he his life in disgrace,
In piracy.