Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior's Pride

The wide green and windy valley's wood, the high ice veiled mountain
With the silent mystic castle walls are now showing their
The sad magic dance of my white elves... sing to mark the past of
Sing to cry his tragic destiny, and to him on his way

While the fire burns and their now rise
To the crystal sky for the pride.
May the king ride the wind of dreams
Breath in our trees us from sin.

On the golden of Irekan she is fighting back her tears
Her sad future so without her king will be too hard to
Now the valiant of twilight come all from the farest midlands
'Cause the songs of jester reached their crown and so now come for him

While the fire burns and their hands now
To the crystal sky for the pride.
May the mighty king ride the of dreams
Breath in our trees freeing us sin.