Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best of the daythe dawn
The cleansing breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or deaths
The rank refuse of ambition
And pray, me not but know me now,
Your faithful stands resolute
To serve his lord without recompense
to fall and perish namelessly
No flag-draped or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final dress
But it was not always
you worshipped me and named me a god
In many and made offering lest
I too terrible a tribute

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

Only mean death out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed from across
Assail me not noble policy
For I care not at all for
And such tedious detail
To greater minds than and nimbler tongues
Singular in purpose and resolve
And presuming to for everyman

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

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