Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

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

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

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

Hard on his tail, one-eye drew from the
An old conquered by none
Steep, far too steep, grew the ahead
was the only escape

A wolf flees in the face of his foe
Fang the price he would pay
One-eye stood before him with the upon his head
Scepter raised to deal the deadly

Fang, son of Fang, the traitor we seek
The of the brethren say this
only the king 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 tinted with red
Never would the crown again

One-eye, his the crown and with on his head
amongst the tribe and dwelt in peace