Luyện nghe bài hát The Prophecy

We all alone from the battlefield
The rebels they had to yield
and I we silently ride
Brothers in arms side by

There's a fog which falls on the soul
It engulfs our as we head for home
The lands we we've never seen
Clad in a twilight like a

Out of the three women rise
in features that please the eye
How can such grace walk the
Can it be of human

Their eyes glowing with light
Shining like in the falling night
They hail our as we greet
Their voices sound like sweet

A prophecy for great
A weaved in gold
speaks a pleasant language
The speak a pleasant language
A prophecy is

Hail, hail, hail
Thane of Claims and Cawdor and master of
All Macbeth we greet thee with laughter
Hail Macbeth thou be king hereafter

We bid stay as they did turn
More about our fate to
Too sweet did their visions
To ambitious men for glory

They turned to Banquo and his name
to him the greatest fame
My brother listened and well
To the promises had to tell

Hail Banquo, hail to
than Macbeth yet greater thou it be
Father of a line of kings to
to Banquo, the chosen one

Macbeth, the Thane of has won a great victory
Beating the in a fierce battle
He did a great to his king and his country
As King Duncan gains of this he decides to reward
The most deeds of his greatest warrior

He the Thanehood of Cawdor on Macbeth
To his gratitude
Even further decides to visit Macbeth
And to celebrate the victory together with its protagonist

Naught does the king about the witches prophecies
And the ambitions of the Thane of and Cawdor
Naught he fear as he in best spirits
Approaches the of Macbeth