Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Roland

As Crusaders Ravage The
At Their Swords And Shields Hang To Their Side
For The Battle Had Forsaken
For The They Had Fortaken
The Rides Ahead Of The Group
Bound He Marches His Troops
For Fair Land France In The Balance
For Foe Man France Of The Gallant
Song Of
Never Be So Worthy
Song Of
Never Knight Be So
The King Holds Grief In His
For His Nephew He's Left
To The Background Is Stable
To Ensure Them Attack
The Kneels To His Nephew,
Brave Knight Prince
He Holds Tears In His
And In His Heart
'For Our God's We Our World's Apart
And With This Death I You
One Thought
Never Be So Worthy
France Be No More'
As Lances Upon The Enemy
A Sea Of Waving Surround,
The Fall From The Hillside
Like The Rain In The Dark
As The Rolls On
The Men To Ground
Their Ears For The Shrill Of The Horn,
But Roland On Holding His Ground,
Us Strike A Mighty Blow
For Our And Our God!'
Song Of
Knight Be So Worthy
Of Roland
Never Knight Be So