Luyện nghe bài hát An Old And Raped Village

Through and leaves and stone on ground.
I a prescence of evil, a silent sound...

A village old, and raped,
rotten or burnt...
Here are of battles of old...
for their virgins and gold...
From cometh this air?
This pressing of danger?

Mayhaps the folk whom once here
are now cursing this place, and all who

And evil place once and fair...
Its garden are grey now, and sad haunt the village...
rotten, fallen roofs... Winds gushing through...

I wonder who and pillaged here...
And what meaneth the signs painted on doors
that yet not fallen to the ground...
Where did the fair virgins go, and what are of today?

Mystic this place is and I my questions
will stay unanswered, untill my day...