Luyện nghe bài hát Scotland The Brave

Let Italy of her gay gilded waters
Her vines and her bowers and her sunny skies
Her sons drinking from the eyes of her daughters
freedom expires amid softness and sighs

Scotland's blue mountains wild hoary cliffs are piled
Towering in are dearer tae me
of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud
Land of the brave and land of the free

on the peak of her own highland mountains
The spirit of Scotia fearless and free
Her green tartan waving o'er blue and fountain
And proudly she sings over the sea

Here my mountains wild I have serenely smiled
When armies and empires against me were
Firm as my rock I have withstood the shock
Of England, of Denmark, of Rome and the

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

Triumphantly through ruin and death

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

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

Victorious in battlefield the brave
Victorious in battlefield the brave