Luyện nghe bài hát Thunder Rising

They looked out from the fortress on the
There came a single warrior returning the kill
The spoils of war hung his horses mane
The bloody heads of enemies that he had slayed

They saw the face, the so sullen
only be the young Cuchullain

Thunder rising, thunder
Thunder rising early in the
burning, the world keeps turning
Thunder rising in the morning

The son of MacEithleen knew no fear
For one blow at any foe to tell his end was near
So many tried to mock Celtic son
They taunted and they him till he slayed them one by one

And so they came, and so fallen
At the hands of young

Thunder rising, thunder
Thunder early in the morning
Cities burning, the world turning
Thunder rising early in the

ago, the legend has it
How the mighty men
with the King Of Connacht
Fighting to the end

No one knew what reason
this skirmish to begin
Was it treachery or
Or just the idle threats of men?

rising, thunder rising
Thunder early in the morning
Cities burning, the world keeps
rising early in the morning

Thunder rising, thunder
Thunder rising early in the
Young men are dying, the widows are
rising early in the morning