Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin hung the web like a in a cage
The fox lay asleep in his
frantic paws told the tale of his sin
Far off the chase shrieked

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

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

Hard on his tail, drew from the pack
An old conquered by none
Steep, far too steep, grew the ahead
Descent was the only

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

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

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

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