🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin

 Ah, ah,
 We come  the land of the ice and snow,
 From the midnight sun where the  springs blow.
 Hammer of the gods will drive our ships to  land,
 To  the horde, sing and cry: Valhalla, I am coming!
 
 On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western 
 
 Ah, ah,
 We come from the land of the ice  snow,
 From the  sun where the hot springs blow.
 How soft your fields so green, can  tales of gore,
 Of how we calmed the tides of  We are young overlords.
 
 On we  with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.
 
 So now you'd better stop and  all your ruins,
 For peace and trust can win the day despite  all your losing.