Luyện nghe bài hát The Moors

[lyrics by Harry

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

your ear in amazement
Hear this from long ago
Of and of madmen
tangled web of woe
One shining knight in
Intentions pure as
One maiden fair as
Dressed in royal

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

The lady of the lake holds the of a nation
A sword of valor held high all else
A royal maiden out her song of longing
Longing for her shining knight to take her to the

On fields of green they lay
Entwined in lovers
A knight knowing nothing more
Than his heart
When the MOORS sing out their
A heart will be broken
Broken by a friend
And his bride they the queen of wales

Hold to your heart
true to your soul
Hold true to your men
Hold and never falter
Love will all
has proved
Kings and kingdoms
On the soft green MOORS of

O'er the round table
Jealousy its head
Honor has no place this
The kings heart is with dread
the sword of truth
Penetrates the
It leaves a that never heals
Now the queen pay with her very soul

A gallant knight will this day
For queen and for
Gladly all the strife
Between a and king
Morgana's spell is broken
By this shining knight in
Trading blood for his honor
Is a brave highest deed