Luyện nghe bài hát The Fall Of Tarra

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I it from the coldest gale
perpetually the fail
I tried to smile on this
Oh purile of mother earth

Shining pikes on a brae
the morning dew to shroud
each tear in their eyes
when the foe of the land

Clarion , proudly marching men
thousands hum to the battle
(Forward ! For the and the crown !)

A for each men who falls to the ground
for standing one a low lullaby
wields the sword , under a gonfalon of fear
a glimpse of days shine in a widowed tear

I`ve been called to for my royalty
for my at his right hand
be a to my country
I spill my out on this land

And if I should die in this
it`s a noble I do
And if I be a hero
then I return to you

The grace me my kingdom
my only
now to my sword against
a lord to my family

So I'll for them tomorrow
march in the of Tara
to see their children -
by an enthralled sword