Luyện nghe bài hát Rising High

Rising
with desire
of war
Mark of the
Here we
We will feed the
Wo, oh oh oh

night of sorrow
How could I expect
I was my brothers by my side
I lost them
Are gone? Will we then meet again?
No, I have no

is a star in the sky (In the sky)
Shining and my way

high
Sailing desire
of war
Mark of the
we stand
We will the fire
Wo, oh oh oh

I claim what is mine!
There's my bride, let her go
I you, Isaac, hear my sigh
If you fight us
I swear, you won't see the again
Not a beam

is a star in the sky (In the sky)
Shining and my way

Rising
with desire
of war
Mark of the
we stand
We will feed the
Wo, oh oh oh

Set them
They will a leader
We put him in silver chains
My crusaders, of England
of the world

Rising
with desire
of war
Mark of the
Here we
We feed the fire
Wo, oh oh oh

Rising high, the sky