Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin the web like a trap in a cage
The fox lay asleep in his
Fang's frantic 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 one wolf may know
The scepter and crown of a

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

Hard on his tail, drew from the pack
An old hero conquered by
Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway
was the only escape

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

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

Snarling he at the throat of his foe
But Fang the hero in vain
Dawn saw the white mountain with red
Never the crown leave again

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