Luyện nghe bài hát Wind Like Stroke

Fort imparata
Terra est sembrata
generatjo
Romanorum

From east came storms leading fire and
By grim gathered all as worms
Track the trails and find the place to
Breaking through winds on way to Rome

To the city, of evil vices
Everybody calling it their
In the time it grows and rises
A rush is coming provoking its

In the air

In
that blows out
In the
The
out
Flying

Riding
They have blood
grasses
On way
crosses
They slay, they
In masses
They are the enemies
They are the enemies
They are breed

their preys run
They dash over and nuns
the Hun
Barbarian of blazes following the sun

the Hun
Is bad seed, and devil son
The bad deed is
For all is fleeing and can hold on no one

Rome is just
Ave Rex!
It's times
Honores!
The dust covers
vox!
It's face neat
Mal atrox!

They're the city
Ave Rex!
To make new
Honores!
and pity
res!
Victory's

imperator
Fillium
et hostis Dei