Luyện nghe bài hát Rohirrim

[M/L:Ivan. V]

Fly and take the of the sunrise
the top of the hills.
Ride till the come to us
Never rest, never and never loose.
Hard as iron ; valiant stong and noble like a
on a shaddle I was born

Listen to the
us to war;
answer the call.

across the hills,
share out the
the Rohirrim riders.
Fight all day and
the life
of the riders.

One with my snd one with my horse
The fury of my
that will fall over my heads.
the thunderstep of the defenders of The Mark,
the of spears when we attack
and the of the braves.

Listen to the
us to war.
Listen to the horn
is my blood, thick and heavy
I can feel it through my veins.
In my throat a battle hymn, in my hand a sword of
that my enemy will taste : all of them have sealed fate
On the battlefield 'll die.
comes the earthquake. The ground will shake
with the charge of the riders.