Luyện nghe bài hát Ne Cheama Pamintul - Earth Summoning Us

to you I now descend, oh you, souls.
and to your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,
the I shall invoke
the curse, with its sordid, purple claws
to carve forehead, instead of cattlebrand
with iron in fire

in vain will be seethed in veins dried up and scorched
in death-swallowed eyeballs, on purple-hued
by putrid blood that
what can I ever from your exhausted entity
no fires free from dying, no right
oh, you men walking

see, how urns now burst, the resurrect
alike the past, murmurs with the battle-cry
of the roman
see the far-off shadows, they in steely armour
and raise their noble foreheads gone grey
great traian and great

the rotten thrones are crumbling swept by tempests
the rulers" scepters, the heavy chain of slaves
are now crushed
the gates of the outrageously wide-opened
now by thousands the filthy, depraved breaths
of tyrants grim who