Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle of Evermore

Queen of Light her bow
And she turned to go,
The Prince of Peace embraced the
And walked the alone.
Oh, dance in the of night,
to the morning light.
The dark Lord rides in force
And time will us all.
Oh, throw down your and hoe,
Rest not to your homes.
Side by we wait the might
Of the darkest of all.
I hear the thunder
Down in the blow,
I'm for the angels of Avalon,
for the eastern glow.
The of the valley hold,
The of happiness,
The is rich from tender care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Oh, dance in the of night,
Sing to the light.
The apples turn to and black, the tyrant's face is red.
Oh the war is cry, pick up you swords and fly.
The sky is filled with and bad
That never know.
Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of pass slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, for the eastern glow.
The of war cannot exceed
The woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the wall,
The ring wraiths ride in black, on.
as you raise your bow,
Shoot than before.
No has the fire at night
That the face so cold.
Oh dance in the of night,
Sing to the light.
The magic runes are writ in
To bring the balance back, it back.
At last the sun is shining, the clouds of blue by,
flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight his eyes.