唉,当时怎么也想不到是最后一场国家队比赛了

熊熊,你啥时候肯去考教练执照乖乖回国家队啊。
~~Far over the misty mountains cold. To dungeons deep,and caverns old. We must away,ere break of day, To find our long-forgotten gold. The pines were roaring on the height, The winds were roaring in the night. The fire was red,it flaming spread;The trees like torches blazed with light.