Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of Roland

As Ravage The Earth
At Night Their Swords And Shields Hang To Side
For The They Had Forsaken
For The Glory Had Fortaken
The King Rides Of The Group
Homeward Bound He His Troops
For Fair Land France Lies In The
For Foe Man Home Of The Gallant
Of Roland
Never Knight Be So
Song Of
Knight Be So Worthy
The King Holds Grief In His
For His Nephew Left Behind
To The Background Is Stable
To Ensure Them Attack
The Kneels To His Nephew,
Brave Knight Roland
He Holds Tears In His
And Pain In His
Our God's We Tear Our World's Apart
And With This I Leave You
One Last
Never Knight Be So
France Be No More'
As Lances Upon The Enemy
A Sea Of Banners Surround,
The Moors From The Hillside
Like The In The Dark Forest
As The Battle On
The Men To Ground
Their Ears Ache For The Of The Horn,
But Persists On Holding His Ground,
'Let Us Strike A Blow
For Our And Our God!'
Of Roland
Never Be So Worthy
Song Of
Knight Be So Worthy