Luyện nghe bài hát Spirit of the Night

The big wheel of
down to the ground
Terror broke through' the city
We gathered our children and ran for our
in the catacomb hall

No sunlight no
No bird to hear.
the small fires
despair.
No talk of
Sharpenin' our
for the moment
To back and win

of the night
You be the guidin' light
Spirit of the
You be the guidin' light

Visions of are fillin' my head
Dreaming of by the lake
Sweet scent of in young maidens' hair
Thanksgiving; days to

No and no treason
to hear,
Songs from the
the air.
Nothing to us
From revenge.
Bringing the treasures
Of place time

Spirit of the
You will be the guidin'
Spirit of the
You will be the guidin'
You will be the guidin'