Luyện nghe bài hát New Century's Tarantelle

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

But not far the horns of hope sounding
Raging, moving every icy
There their lying bodies
Were now surrounded by ten shy Gorks

So the miracle saved
And they woke up
Thanks to secret and unknown old
on magic plants

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

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

So that dream spoke to the warrior
now from moons of black abyss
Drinking the brew of wild the
Special ones growing on those hills

She was already cured and happy
so to kiss his lips again
But sadly was running
And all those were gonna find their way

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

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

of the new century, now rise
Hear the sad voice of nights
of the new century, now ride
Cross the cosmic shores of time

Warriors of the new century, now
Hear the sad of starless nights
of the new century, now ride
Cross the cosmic shores of mortal