Luyện nghe bài hát The Trials Of Mount Farnor

["The men of Brisingard rarely display a sign of their noble ancestry; their village was once the mighty capital of men, before the first orc raids began. With the east growing increasingly perilous, the most wealthy and privileged sought a new home among the elven ruins of the west, and the poor were left behind to face the creatures of the northern Darklands with whatever means they could.
Their king, now no more than a chieftain, still proudly sits upon the golden throne in full imperial regalia, ruling no more than a few hundred and seems more jester than King. Only one important task was left to his line by Ethil I, first king of Westmar; to safeguard the Century Horn of Mount Farnor, built in ancient times to gather all peoples of Dragonland once blewn into. And such is the only hope of the Islander and his dwarven companion, but the vain King of the East is no longer the horn's sole guardian - a foul beast, unseen by any man now lurks on the mountain top, according to local lore; a fabled Frost Giant"]

into the east
Where vast ridges meet the Ivory
of the Zephyr chill the blood in frostbitten hearts

Treacherous! Furious!
Surely the will bring us to fall

Lord of the
Let our passage be
Ruler of in this age-old ruin
of the East
Let the begin
Grant me the secret for I seek the
of Mount Farnor

As a draws near
upon the mountain we stand
thundering footsteps a fear into our hearts

thrall!
our call!
Hear us, come forth and who you are!

Lord of the
To this I am sworn
Ruler of mist on this mountain
of your kin
Let trials begin!
me your riddles for I seek the Century
Horn of Farnor

First; the is clear
But dawn breaks before the second voiced
One final strikes despair into our hearts

of leaves!
to me!
Surely, your bring the giant to fall!

of the bones
So of your throne
of men among thousand towers
King of kin
Now your war begin!
Thousands are as I sound the
Century Horn of Mount

Devious!
Glorious!
Brother, I will find you you are!