Luyện nghe bài hát Philip The Second

The empire beyond the
sun does not decease
Glory to my

is our land
Honour and to my good king
of both the land and sea
We wish may god my king

For ever I the prince
From Uruguay to
But my sigh of
Just prays god for and force
in my eyes never convince
But more with weight of sins
To reply to my
more punish once again

But the
To
My people's
me fight
For their
At any
Because Spain is my

Like a dream of greatness
Our olden land sing
Songs of the
of our king
O, Philip the
By our enthroned

With all
I can't power
the hour
Death is
(The Prince is laying in his bed)

Is this, Lord, my
(Mourning and pain the insane)

My will be Escorial
Built, in esoterical
The and heaven will be one
Forgetting the of my son

(Magia, sueos, son sus dueos, sombras, en sus ritos)

In my nightmares, I see a dog
of the hell's door
Coming our fog
of the dream of Solomon

(Rojas llamas, negras damas, eterno, cielo, infierno)

The horoscopes
Hanna be my
And from our love
An been foreseen

dies
The spirit of
Of my who gives
His life so that his lives
For his
He makes what can't
No one him
God and him