Luyện nghe bài hát Dust Of Centuries

Like a paradise
As if refused by father
My land can be
Under a clouded sky

Walking the landscapes
As painted by our Flemish
I the music
centuries ago

I to the northwind
Losing in childlike dreams
Watch the rivers flow, they flow

Maybe understand
My already quest

For no one can
Travel back in
For no one can
back in time
Like a paradise
A dream of bliss
of centuries

Yet I can the cities
by my forefathers

Yet I see the
Of long forgotten
And watch the rivers flow

Like a paradise
As if by father time
My can be found
Under a clouded sky

Walking the landscapes
As painted by our
I hear the
Created ago

I want to see a blue sky
Or feel the rain of our clouds
Want to smell flowers now withered
the people now long buried
Wish to dwell in places lost
buried by time time and dust
Hold a bride so pale and
Hear the of friends
I never

in time
Lost in

Yet I can touch the
Build by my
Yet I see the
Of long pride

the eternal Landscapes
As by our masters
I hear the
centuries ago

Lost in