Luyện nghe bài hát Outremer

Thus to holy war, our songs turned to roar
in our cause, we judged by holy laws
Hailed the sacred creed, fell on knee
Death that our wake, blood that stained our hands

Thus we reached the land, sacred man
Vessel of a sin, none shall call him
Thorns were always gold, that never flowed
Death lay in his wake, blood stained his hands

were always gold, blood that never flowed
Death lay in his wake, blood that his hands

Take away his
apart his standard
Shouting, this holy lie

Wash your face with
Wash your hands soil
Wash away this lie

across the land, return to ancient creed
Mother, father, child, now and be
Praise the wind and rain, the joy and pain
Never havoc cry nor the dogs of war