Luyện nghe bài hát Elegy

He is on a hill
A vapid night is crawling the vale
The trees are of transiency
The demons hammers and nails

He will travel all the
That lead to the lands
has distorted his view
An in his due

He is at the skies
Without yearning in his
And he will the invisible trace
When the sirens again...

The spring is in the air, the silence in the
The is in his hair, the moon is in his eyes
The play on but he'll be gone
Before the world has left the