Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin the web like a trap in a cage
The fox lay in his lair
Fang's frantic told the tale of his sin
Far off the chase shrieked

Outcast he trespassed where no wolf may
The last haunt of the dead
He of a truth which only one wolf may know
The scepter and of a king

Howling for blood, one-eye on the pack
Plunging through forest and
Steep rose the ridge, peaks climbed the sky
Fangs through jungles of ice

Hard on his tail, one-eye drew from the
An old conquered by none
Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway
was the only escape

A wolf never in the face of his foe
Fang the price he would pay
stood before him with the crown upon his head
Scepter raised to the deadly blow

Fang, son of Great Fang, the we seek
The laws of the brethren say
That only the sees the crown of the gods
And he, the usurper, die

Snarling he at the throat of his foe
But Fang fought the hero in
Dawn saw the mountain tinted with red
Never would the crown again

One-eye, his the and with laurels on his head
Returned amongst the tribe and dwelt in