Luyện nghe bài hát Walhalla

Nobody can be
From that land
The one, the blac
Lonely and sand

The narrow and thin
The sentry patiently
to pass it
In despair but

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

You their noisy treads
And look the face
And seem the dead
Of a forgotten

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

Odin just states
No surrender but
Real warriors learn too
That die is like to

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

All of them have killed
dropping their blade
Ranks of gods have been
To make war when invades

Valkyries chooses their sore
Warriors the fall
them into war
In the of Armageddon