Luyện nghe bài hát Walhalla

Nobody can be
that forgotten land
The furthest one, the
Lonely and gloomy

The bridge's narrow and
The sentry waits
to pass it
In but valiantly

No one reduced his
No one looked with grief
No one his face
No one felt

You sense noisy treads
And the stone face
And they the dead
Of a race

land, last land
With the in my hand
Just a word I can say
While our foe we slay,

Mighty Odin states
No but defeat
Real warriors too late
die is like to beat

Glory in war is always
Than honor, and wealth
in golden letters
Present and destroyed by strength

All of them have killed
Without dropping their
Ranks of gods have been
To make war giants invades

Valkyries have their sore
Warriors the fall
Leading them war
In the days of