Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin hung the web a trap in a cage
The fox lay asleep in his
Fang's paws told the tale of his sin
Far off the chase shrieked

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

Howling for blood, one-eye on the pack
through forest and snowstorm
Steep the ridge, ghostly peaks climbed the sky
Fangs through jungles of ice

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

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

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

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

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