Luyện nghe bài hát At The Gates Of Sleep

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

Time to forget all the heartache and
Time to leave behind all the toil and
Here where the mirrors a still sky
a fair place for a child to lie

Under the woeful sky, moss-grown our bed

we sprawl in mellow darkness
In warm caress of the
Far away from world's
Afar from all the might

Better to dream, far to slumber
Than face the cold days, bear the longing
Time to rest a while, close the eyes
Sleep the dawn, till the bleak morning

Heed not the or hoots of the owl
Heed not the ghosts that still dwell in the
Night us solace and serenity deep
Night brings at last neverending

Better it be to sleep forever
In shades of the evernight
Sweet are the in the groves of death
Far from the earthly woes

Sound is the under spruce's boughs
Serene are the in the darkling shade
Gone are the cares of the world
Forgotten the sorrows of the weary