Luyện nghe bài hát Tears Of A Dying Angel

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA'
MORTE DENTRO ME
SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE EVIL PAGE
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT DONETUR

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
MORTE NERA ME
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT DONETUR
SACRA LOTTA DURA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA'
SAD DARK WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE

Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our
none of us... none of us can sleep peacefully...
from when the magic sword was by the black king
lands seems to not be the anymore...
he's clearly preparing his plans of war to the
the towns of Elnor and Thorald
of these wonderful valleys...
will be surely the first
in his ambitious and dream of conquest...
Come warrior... come to help your... your...

the ancient are going to be pronounced...
Oh god!...oh god... no...
They it, they found it...
thanks to the cosmic of the emerald weapon
the book of the kept by the dark angel is now
open and the rites of are going to begin...
Oh no, god!... oh no... I hear damned words...
I them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra,
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
I them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra, Krona...

The abyss will soon spit out thousands of
and she will be back to lead them all...!
Why? Why? The godforsaken ancient servant of
Kron will be free from the spell that was her
in the of the ghostland... what the fathers of
my were able to do is going to end...
Oh yes, I it... I knew it!
...the power of the sword in the wrong hands
I it!
can lead to tragic results...
...the waves of the oceans will
and if we organize
become giants our towns...
a valid controffensive to those
a tragic to an announced... massacre!

this will only be a tragic...
FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE,
NERA DENTRO ME
SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA

CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR
My Elnor, Thorald... the dark angel is now
his tears...
...fight for your past, for
future... Elnor, Thorald... resist... resist!