Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

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

he trespassed where no wolf may tread
The last sacred haunt of the
He learned of a which only one wolf may know
The scepter and crown of a

for blood, one-eye leads on the pack
Plunging through and snowstorm
rose the ridge, ghostly peaks climbed the sky
Fangs through jungles of ice

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

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

Fang, son of Great Fang, the traitor we
The laws of the say this
That the king sees the crown of the gods
And he, the usurper, die

Snarling he tore at the of his foe
But Fang the hero in vain
Dawn saw the white mountain tinted red
Never would the crown leave

One-eye, his the crown and with on his head
Returned amongst the tribe and in peace