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 the night alone.
Oh, in the dark of night,
to the morning light.
The dark Lord rides in force
And will tell us all.
Oh, down your plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock homes.
Side by side we wait the
Of the of them all.
I hear the horses'
in the valley blow,
I'm for the angels of Avalon,
Waiting for the glow.
The apples of the hold,
The of happiness,
The ground is from tender care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Oh, in the dark of night,
to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black, the face is red.
Oh the war is common cry, pick up you and fly.
The sky is filled with and bad
That mortals know.
Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of pass slow,
Tired on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.
The of war cannot exceed
The woe of aftermath,
The will shake the castle wall,
The ring ride in black, ride on.
Sing as you your bow,
straighter than before.
No has the fire at night
That the face so cold.
Oh in the dark of night,
to the mornin' light.
The runes are writ in gold
To bring the back, bring it back.
At last the sun is shining, the of blue roll by,
With flames from the dragon of
The sunlight his eyes.