Luyện nghe bài hát The Moors

[lyrics by Harry

On the fields of our fathers
Marsh pride of ENGLAND
On the moors our rest
tales are not forgotten
In the of kings and honor
defended pure hearts
On the where our fathers rest
Their are boldly spoken (LISTEN)

Bend your ear in
Hear this tale long ago
Of and of madmen
loves web of woe
One knight in silver
Intentions as gold
One fair as moonlight
in royal robes

On the fields of our fathers
Marsh green pride of
On the moors our fathers
Their are not forgotten
On these pure love is sought
Yet vengeance has cruelty
The search for and honor
Is blinded by a

The of the lake holds the power of a nation
A sword of valor held above all else
A maiden cries out her song of longing
Longing for her knight to take her to the stars

On these of green they lay
Entwined in union
A knight knowing nothing more
following his heart
When the sing out their story
A kings heart will be
Broken by a friend
And his they call the queen of wales

Hold true to heart
Hold true to soul
Hold true to country men
Hold true and never
Love conquer all
has proved
Kings and kingdoms
On the soft green of ENGLAND

O'er the kings table
Jealousy rears its
has no place this night
The kings heart is filled dread
Excaliber the of truth
the soul
It a wound that never heals
Now the queen pay with her very soul

A knight will fight this day
For and for honor
Gladly ending all the
Between a queen and
Morgana's spell is broken
By shining knight in silver
Trading life's for his honor
Is a brave Knights deed