Luyện nghe bài hát One For The Fine

Fifty thousand men were sent to do the of one
His was phrased quite simply, though he never voiced it loud
I am he, the one

In his name they could slaughter, for his name could die
Many there believed in him, still more were sure he lied
But they'll fight the on

Then one whose had died
Fled back up the
But the top was made
A misplaced football him stray
From the path for him
Off of the
On to a of ice

This unexpected vision made him and shake with fear
But was his fright compared with those who saw him appear
filled their minds with awe

Simple were the who lived
this frozen wave
So not surprising was their
is he, God's chosen one
Who's to save us from
All our
We shall be kings on world

me
I'll play the you want me
Until I find a way back

me
I give you inside you
Courage to win your

No, no, no, this go on
This will be all I fled from
Let me for a while

He into a valley
All
There he talked water and then with the vine

They me no choice
I must them to glory or most likely to death
They travelled cross the plateau of ice, up to its
Then they crossed a mountain and saw the final plain
Still he the people on

Then, on a slope
He observed one without
Flee up the mountainside
He thought he recognised him by his
And by the way he
And by the way he
up, and vanished into air