Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the time of the day the dawn
The cleansing breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or cacophony
The rank refuse of ambition

And pray, deny me not but me now
Your retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege Lord recompense
to fall and perish namelessly

No draped bier or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final parade
But it was not always thus
Once you worshipped me and me a God
In tongues and made offering lest
I too terrible a tribute

Take for I am weary, ancient
And now and my time grows short
There are no frays to join
Only mean death dealt out in dibs and
Or horror unleashed across oceans

Assail me not with policy
For I not at all for platitude
And surrender such tedious
To greater minds mine and nimbler tongues
Singular in purpose and resolve
And presuming to for everyman
(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 unto me
That which is mine my stipend deserved
The fairest flower of your
Your sons, your daughters your hopes and dreams
The cruel consequence of conceit