Luyện nghe bài hát Algol

[Music:
Karl-Erik Forsslund, freely translated by Vintersorg]

Algol, demon, your brightness
from day to day - rises, abates, intesifies
again, triumphant and sparkling,
pale and faint. For a long time
we've searched wonder for the key
to this mystery, the element to
your and changing, queer temperament.

Now we've the haze of the riddle:
you've got a on your journey,
like a slave, a shadow he
follows you on the desolate
path, he and sneaks quiet around you, closely.

Never have we his guise, dark, parches,
stiff and cold, but we know he exists;
ashamed he hides behind you - free
and merry you shine - he once
again crawls out of the and
covers you. And glare becomes
pallid and dull, and your cloudy.

Now we've the haze of the riddle:
got a companion on your journey,
like a slave, a shadow he
constantly you on the desolate
path, he circles and quiet around you, closely.

And there are - many Algols
wanders in the space - maybe
more among us on earth. spirits
by a shadow, young princes
by old slaves, doublesouls,
divided - a blissful son of the
light indissolubely linked a bitter dark demon.

Now dispearsed the haze of the riddle:
you've got a companion on journey,
like a slave, a faithful he
constantly follows you on the
path, he circles and sneaks around you, closely.