Luyện nghe bài hát New Century's Tarantelle

Right beyond the frozen of sorrow
When reached the ruins of Ayraklis
Losing the will and
They fell trapped into a deadly sleep

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

So the miracle them
And woke up again
Thanks to secret and old cures
Based on plants

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

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

So that dream spoke to the silent
Rising now moons of black abyss
the brew of wild herbs the
Special ones growing on those hills

She was there already and happy
Able so to his lips again
But time was running
And all those fools were gonna their way

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

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

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

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