Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best of the day the dawn
The final cleansing breath yet
By fume or death's cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained

And pray, deny me not but me now
Your retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege Lord without
Perchance to fall and perish

No flag draped bier or muffled to set
The for a final dress parade
But it was not always thus
Once you worshipped me and me a God
In many tongues and offering lest
I exact too terrible a

Take for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time short
There are no honorable frays to
Only mean dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or unleashed from across oceans

me not with noble policy
For I not at all for platitude
And such tedious detail
To greater minds than and nimbler tongues
Singular in purpose and resolve
And presuming to speak for
(Oh)

Oh, for time, a distant field
And a mortal warrior's lonely grave
But duty charges me remain
The end the last of the last war

Until that tomorrow render me
That is mine my stipend well deserved
The fairest flower of your
Your sons, your daughters your hopes and dreams
The cruel consequence of conceit