Luyện nghe bài hát At The Gates Of Sleep

Listen to the night, hearken to the
The wind sings in fir-trees, forests music
is the tune, wailful the soughing
Soothing is the choir, of the trees

to forget all the heartache and pain
Time to leave behind all the and travail
where the water mirrors a still sky
Here a fair place for a to lie

Under the sky, moss-grown our bed tonight

Here we sprawl in darkness
In warm of the night
Far away from betrayals
Afar all the Heaven's might

to dream, far sweeter to slumber
Than the cold days, bear the grim longing
to rest a while, close the drowsy eyes
Sleep till the dawn, till the bleak

Heed not the rustle or of the owl
Heed not the ghosts still dwell in the soul
brings us solace and serenity deep
Night brings at last sleep

it would be to sleep forever
In silent of the evernight
are the dreams in the groves of death
Far away the earthly woes

Sound is the sleep under boughs
are the dreams in the darkling shade
Gone are the of the waking world
Forgotten the sorrows of the weary