Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Casey Deiss

T'was a man of features
T'was a boy of eyes
Watching out by looking
and stately and full of life

In his life, he but rarely
In his he cried for light
Painting perceptions trying to
which he saw in his questioning strife

Once in Lisbon, in London
Travelling for all of his time
for and finding a goddess
He took Diana to be his

Of the children, begotten
Two had died without life
And the third I know not
But if she lives, she yet be kind

Casey had a mark of simple
He had a between his eyes
In his hands he an axe blade
The Greek symbol of thunder and

On a night when the heavens were
He went out and his blade
Chopping to warm his heartside
The lightning and my brother died

him no wine from faraway vineyards
Tell him no tales of the might
But wish him peace and eternal
For he has died and he by light