Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior

This is the best of the day the dawn
The final breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or cacophony
The rank refuse of ambition

And pray, deny me not but me now
Your retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege without recompense
to fall and perish namelessly

No flag draped bier or drum to set
The for a final dress parade
But it was not always remember
you worshipped me and named me a God
In many tongues and offering lest
I too terrible a tribute

heed for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time grows
There are no frays to join
Only mean death dealt out in and dabs
Or horror from across oceans

Assail me not with policy
For I care not at all for
And surrender such tedious
To greater minds than and nimbler tongues
Singular in their and resolve
And presuming to speak for
(Oh)

Oh, for another time, a field
And there a warrior's lonely grave
But duty charges me remain
The end the last battle of the war

Until that tomorrow unto me
That which is mine my well deserved
The flower of your progeny
Your sons, daughters your hopes and your dreams
The cruel of your conceit