Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin hung the web like a in a cage
The fox lay in his lair
Fang's frantic paws told the of his sin
Far off the chase revenge

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

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

Hard on his tail, one-eye from the pack
An old hero conquered by
Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway
was the only escape

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

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

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

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