Luyện nghe bài hát The Middle Kingdom

We who are old yet of face,
Thousands of years this did grace,
Beneath the earth from men,
Our Middle it lies hidden.
With in hand and our shields by our sides,
We in hoards we will never subside.
Our D form has passed with time,
But still we love music and we love wine.

We are of the forest, we are of the earth,
Our heads full of knowledge our full of mirth.

We know all the answers to unasked,
We live in the light with no of the dark.

It be said we have dark evil breeds,
Who plague mankind with their deeds,
The Phooka, the Merrow, the Bean-shee,
Are creatures as dark as can be.

Avoid the lone tree that grows in the field,
Do not cut it down with the axe you wield,
It coarses magic from to root,
And woe to he who its fruit.
Of itself the did grow,
From faerie magic cast ago,
we bid you to let it stand,
Ill fortune to those who our command.

"We who are old, we are revered, of the earth, immortal and feared"

In the dead of see us dance on the hills,
On fiddles and flutes we jigs and reels.
The sky is ablaze with a of light,
Our music is heard through the night.
We who are old yet of face,
Thousands of years this did grace,
But man and his cynical ways,
Are us to the end of our days.