Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin the web like a trap in a cage
The fox lay asleep in his
frantic paws told the tale of his sin
Far off the shrieked revenge

Outcast he where no wolf may tread
The sacred haunt of the dead
He of a truth which only one wolf may know
The and crown of a king

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

Hard on his tail, one-eye from the pack
An old conquered by none
Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway
Descent was the escape

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

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

Snarling he at the throat of his foe
But Fang fought the hero in
Dawn saw the white mountain tinted red
Never would the crown again

One-eye, his the crown and with laurels on his
Returned the tribe and dwelt in peace