Luyện nghe bài hát Au Milieu Des Sepultures

[Music and by Hylgaryss]

La tristesse ternelle ange sur la terre,
De fontaines de larmes coulant l'infini,
Les yeux de cet tre, fixant la pierre,
Tombe d'une durant la nuit.

L'enfer a doucement notre sol,
de la mort il est si las,
Que mme le le dsole,
Mourir pour cet empire de ?

De roses est le tombeau,
Que foulera mlancolique,
Sa main encore sur le berceau,
De sa triste idyllique.

[Amidst the

[Music and by Hylgaryss]

The eternal sadness of an angel on
fountains of tears flowing eternally
The black eyes of being staring at the piece of stone
Fallen from a sculpture in the

Hell has softly touched the
But of Death he is so
That even Paradise him sad
Am I to die for that frozen ?

Roses the tomb
That be trodden by the melancholic angel
His hand still on the
Of its sad sculpture.

[Translated from french by