Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best time of the daythe
The final breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or deaths
The rank refuse of unchained
And pray, me not but know me now,
faithful retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege without recompense
Perchance to fall and perish
No flag-draped bier or drum to set
The for a final dress parade
But it was not thusremember?
Once you me and named me a god
In tongues and made offering lest
I exact too a tribute

Take heed for I am weary,
And now and my time grows short
are no honorable frays to join

Only mean death dealt out in and dabs
Or horror unleashed across oceans
me not with noble policy
For I not at all for platitude
And surrender such detail
To greater minds than and nimbler tongues
in their purpose and resolve
And to speak for everyman

Oh, for time, a distant field
And there a mortal warriors lonely
But duty charges me remain
The end the last of the last war
Until that morrow unto me
That is mine my stipend well deserved
The fairest flower of your
Your sons, your daughters hopes and your dreams
The cruel consequence of conceit

Sarangel (ASCAP)