Luyện nghe bài hát White Mountain

Thin hung the web a trap in a cage
The fox lay in his lair
Fang's frantic paws the tale of his sin
Far off the chase shrieked

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

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

Hard on his tail, drew from the pack
An old hero by none
Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway
Descent was the escape

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

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

he tore at the throat of his foe
But Fang the hero in vain
Dawn saw the white tinted with red
Never would the leave again

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