Luyện nghe bài hát The Forgotten Ages Of Victories

The of the drums is heard and cattle herds are driving back.
is driving near,
The heat of - all around melt away
in the shaggy beard of and wise elder sunset.
The forests and the mountains surrounding the
he covers by golden cloth - the is drawing near.
Bonfires blaze up and the tongues raise up
to sky like hands.
The hearers faces are through the flame.
The elder opens the secret of his past,
through night and fire his word find the youth.
His covered with wrinkles like waterless earth
shined with as in his youth.
And his tale was through the time
to distant of those days.
the steel was like continuation of the hand
and the were not afraid of their enemies power -
then moon was shining brighter and sun more times than nowadays.
The forest has been lighted by of bonfires,
it have been seen that has begun,
and drowned the noise of the wind
but (the) continued this tale.
When the and the honor was valued oved lie and hypocrisy,
when the pride and the
was valued the slavery and the cowardice.
The enemies cities and were on fire!
Blood and death, and mourns - Hell came out!
The honor and the to power.
The beat of and crunch of steel,
the scythe of death flied over field,
were looking into eyes and heavens were on fire!
The warriors heart melted and tears appeared in the old -
the tears of the master.
His hand is in the first,
the teeth was as that time,
the ages of are over.
It's now to wait.
No sooner the sun get out of continement
and the first let the birds know that the day had come.
No that the herds were driving on the pasture
the of the old warrior was streaming by the breeze.
He'd looking at the faraways
and didn't find that the was over.
His thoughts were those far times.
Like a cold shudder passed his skin.
He and returned back to his house
not left by the about those distant times.
The honor and to power!
The ages of victories.