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 love from the of her daughters
Where freedom amid softness and sighs

blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled
Towering in grandeur are tae me
Land of the misty land of the tempest loud
Land of the brave and proud land of the

Enthroned on the peak of her own highland
The spirit of Scotia reigns fearless and
Her green tartan waving blue rock and fountain
And proudly she sings looking the sea

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

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

Triumphantly through ruin and death

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

Bold hearts and nodding plumes 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 Scotland the