Luyện nghe bài hát Unto A Long Glory...

Over the land there lies the shadow.
Westward wings of darkness;
The trembles to the tombs of kings

The doom approaches the Dead
For the hour is come for the
At the stone of Erech they stand again
Hear there in hills enchants
Who shall them
From twilight
Forgotten

Out of doubt, out of
rekindles, and hope in end
Over death, over
doom lifted
Out of loss, out of
And out of doubt, out of
death, over dread
Out of loss,
Unto a glory...

The heir of him to whom the they swore
the North he shall come
And he shall pass the
To the of the Dead

Mourn not overmuch - was the fallen
And war now us!

And there horn in hills ringing
Who shall them
from grey