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 haunt of the dead
He learned of a which only one wolf may know
The scepter and of a king

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

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

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

Fang, son of Great Fang, the traitor we
The laws of the say this
That only the sees the crown of the gods
And he, the usurper, die

Snarling he tore at the of his foe
But Fang fought the in vain
Dawn saw the white mountain tinted red
Never would the crown leave

One-eye, his the crown and laurels on his head
Returned amongst the tribe and in peace