Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best time of the day the
The final breath unsullied yet
By fume or death's cacophony
The refuse of unchained ambition

And pray, me not but know me now
Your faithful retainer stands
To serve his liege Lord recompense
Perchance to and perish namelessly

No flag bier or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final parade
But it was not thus remember
you worshipped me and named me a God
In tongues and made offering lest
I exact too a tribute

heed for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time short
are no honorable frays to join
Only mean death dealt out in dibs and
Or horror from across oceans

Assail me not with noble
For I not at all for platitude
And surrender tedious detail
To greater minds than mine and nimbler
Singular in their and resolve
And presuming to for everyman
(Oh)

Oh, for another time, a field
And there a warrior's lonely grave
But duty me remain until
The end the last of the last war

Until tomorrow render unto me
That which is mine my well deserved
The fairest flower of progeny
Your sons, your daughters your and your dreams
The cruel consequence of your