Luyện nghe bài hát The Moors

[lyrics by Harry

On the of our fathers land
Marsh green of ENGLAND
On the moors our rest
Their tales are not
In the days of and honor
knights defended hearts
On the fields where our fathers
Their tales are spoken (LISTEN)

your ear in amazement
Hear this from long ago
Of magic and of
tangled web of woe
One knight in silver
Intentions pure as
One fair as moonlight
in royal robes

On the fields of our land
green pride of ENGLAND
On the our fathers rest
Their are not forgotten
On these fields pure is sought
Yet vengeance has cruelty
The search for and honor
Is by a beauty

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

On these fields of green lay
in lovers union
A brave knight nothing more
Than his heart
the MOORS sing out their story
A kings heart will be
Broken by a friend
And his bride call the queen of wales

true to your heart
Hold to your soul
true to your country men
Hold true and never
Love will all
has proved
Kings and crumble
On the green MOORS of ENGLAND

the kings round table
Jealousy its head
Honor has no this night
The kings is filled with dread
Excaliber the of truth
the soul
It leaves a wound that heals
Now the queen will pay her very soul

A gallant knight will fight day
For and for honor
Gladly ending all the
Between a and king
Once Morgana's is broken
By shining knight in silver
life's blood for his honor
Is a brave Knights deed