Luyện nghe bài hát Scotland The Brave

Let Italy boast of her gay gilded
Her vines and her bowers and her sunny skies
Her sons drinking love from the of her daughters
Where freedom expires amid softness and

Scotland's mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled
Towering in grandeur are tae me
Land of the cloud land of the tempest loud
of the brave and proud land of the free

Enthroned on the peak of her own highland
The spirit of reigns fearless and free
Her green tartan o'er blue rock and fountain
And proudly she looking over the sea

among my mountains wild I have serenely smiled
When armies and against me were hurled
Firm as my native rock I have withstood the
Of England, of Denmark, of and the world

But see how proudly her war are prancing
groves of steel trodden down in their path
The eyes of my like their bright swords are

Triumphantly riding ruin and death

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave their bloody tombs
Deep in gore is the green tartan's wave
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the wheel
Victorious in battlefield the brave

Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody
Deep eyed in gore is the green tartan's
Shivering are the of steel dire is the horseman's wheel

in battlefield Scotland the brave
Victorious in battlefield the brave