Luyện nghe bài hát By Moon And Star

Fifteen times the had shorn,
Trod by boy and
and kin to fare him well
The youngling parted

The rite was whet and worn time,
As sons dared risk
Mere passage had the herd,
And defied routine

Eyes, fixed afar - a trial to
Now, his suffering - begun

He deep into the woods,
And no drink or food
to become a man,
'Fore choked his mood

Carrion gloated at step,
In dreams the evil
Doubting every sickened
Depraved his will
Eyes, inwards - observe with hate
Now, this suffering - not abate

Growing weakness in his
He slumped the sun
Each bleeding foot to weep
and bone was one

Rousing with a fitful
He crawled on knees
And for home by moon and star
His was complete

Staggers him to town
His joy was to shed
Kith and kin would him not
For each one was

The leaves began to fall
Indifferent, withstood
Now, a man with left
He turned for the wood