Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle of Evermore

Queen of took her bow
And she turned to go,
The of Peace embraced the gloom
And walked the alone.
Oh, in the dark of night,
to the morning light.
The dark rides in force tonight
And time tell us all.
Oh, throw down plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock homes.
by side we wait the might
Of the of them all.
I hear the thunder
Down in the blow,
I'm waiting for the of Avalon,
for the eastern glow.
The apples of the hold,
The of happiness,
The ground is from tender care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Oh, dance in the of night,
Sing to the light.
The apples turn to brown and black, the tyrant's is red.
Oh the war is common cry, pick up you and fly.
The sky is filled good and bad
That mortals know.
Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of time slow,
Tired on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.
The pain of war cannot
The woe of aftermath,
The drums shake the castle wall,
The ring wraiths ride in black, on.
Sing as you raise bow,
Shoot straighter before.
No comfort has the at night
That lights the 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 roll by,
flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight his eyes.