Luyện nghe bài hát Walhalla

Nobody can be
From forgotten land
The one, the blac
Lonely and gloomy

The narrow and thin
The waits patiently
People to it
In but valiantly

No one reduced his
No one back with grief
No one changed his
No one felt

You sense their noisy
And look the face
And seem the dead
Of a race

Last land, last
With the sword in my
a word I can hardly say
While our foe we slay,

Mighty Odin just
No but defeat
Real warriors too late
That die is like to

Glory in war is better
honor, love and wealth
Written in letters
Present and future destroyed by

All of them been killed
Without their blade
Ranks of gods have been
To make war when giants

Valkyries have chooses sore
doomed the fall
Leading them war
In the days of