Luyện nghe bài hát New Century's Tarantella

Right beyond the lake of sorrow
When reached the ruins of Ayraklis
the will and conscience
They fell down into a deadly sleep

But not far the horns of were sounding
Raging, moving icy stone
There where their lying
Were now by ten shy little Gorks

So the miracle them
And they up again
Thanks to and unknown old cures
Based on magic

Oh, what wonderful
Only a few see them
Only and old fairy tales
Describing cold far white reign

Warriors of the new century, now
Hear the sad voice of nights
Warriors of the new century, now
Cross the cosmic of mortal time

So dream spoke to the silent warrior
Rising now moons of black abyss
Drinking the brew of wild the
Special ones growing only on those

She was there already and happy
so to kiss his lips again
But sadly time was
And all those fools were find their way

So they thanked all those new
(All new friends)
For leaving mystic place
(Mystic place)
Setting off on their
Fleeing to reach a safer

When they came to the white
(To the lakes)
They could see them
(See them)
enormous and ancestral black moon
Screaming visual true pain

of the new century, now rise
Hear the sad voice of starless
of the new century, now ride
Cross the shores of mortal time

of the new century, now rise
Hear the sad of starless nights
Warriors of the new century, now
Cross the cosmic of mortal time