Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle of Evermore

Queen of Light her bow
And she turned to go,
The Prince of embraced the gloom
And walked the alone.
Oh, in the dark of night,
to the morning light.
The dark Lord in force tonight
And time will us all.
Oh, down your plow and hoe,
not to lock your homes.
Side by side we the might
Of the darkest of all.
I the horses' thunder
in the valley blow,
I'm waiting for the 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, in the dark of night,
Sing to the light.
The apples turn to brown and black, the face is red.
Oh the war is cry, pick up you swords and fly.
The sky is filled with and bad
That mortals know.
Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of pass slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the glow.
The of war cannot exceed
The woe of aftermath,
The drums will the castle wall,
The ring ride in black, ride on.
Sing as you your bow,
Shoot than before.
No comfort has the at night
lights the face so cold.
Oh dance in the of night,
to the mornin' 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,
With flames from the of darkness
The sunlight his eyes.