Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best time of the dawn
The final breath unsullied yet
By fume or deaths cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained
And pray, deny me not but me now,
Your faithful stands resolute
To serve his liege lord without
Perchance to fall and namelessly
No bier or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final dress
But it was not thusremember?
Once you worshipped me and me a god
In tongues and made offering lest
I too terrible a tribute

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

Only mean dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or unleashed from across oceans
Assail me not with policy
For I not at all for platitude
And surrender such tedious
To greater minds than mine and tongues
Singular in their purpose and
And to speak for everyman

Oh, for another time, a field
And there a warriors lonely grave
But duty me remain until
The end the last battle of the war
Until that morrow render me
which is mine my stipend well deserved
The fairest flower of progeny
sons, your daughters your hopes and your dreams
The cruel consequence of conceit

Sarangel (ASCAP)