Luyện nghe bài hát An Old And Raped Village

Through boughs and leaves and on ground.
I feel a of evil, a silent sound...

A old, pillaged and raped,
houses or burnt...
are signs of battles of old...
Raided for virgins and gold...
From cometh this evil
pressing warning of danger?

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

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

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

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