Luyện nghe bài hát The Great Escape

Word I bring far up North
Songs I sing from you court
Convened Ting on the of Harthacnut
king and the Danes salute

End you exile Your claim to the throne is
Svein's your The Swedes will fight along

Norway awaits me It's time to the north sea
First I must break free We could ask

I'm needed elsewhere... No way, my I can not spare!
This seems quite unfair... you hear? My answer is NO!

My Basileus, my
I honourably served this kingdom
have I won, and furthermore
Blood of Saracens have flowed by my of sword

My Basileus, my
You have left me no choice but to
Taking my men, and the Horn
We are our way out after nightfall

"This is insane, we're in the sound!"
Row for all you're worth, to mirth!
"The will not break, there's no way around!"
Over we shall go! So, hasten now, stern to bow

Tilt the galley over, for no nor chain will stand in my way!

Man the oars! Out to the sea!
Bid farewell and wave
Because gentlemen, we are home!

Rising, a new
New await
New lands there to
Your son's heading

a viking, the last of The Vikings
With chests full of
Great to be told
Your king's heading