Luyện nghe bài hát Endowment

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Through the night silent song fly in
With an antique story
Old man's voice only whispering with the
As of lute shiver.

In olden happened
Those dark gods to man a gift
Which nobody understand, which nobody
really singular, sovereign.

Long in dust turned
who knew it and dreamt of it
Northern winds to its southern
Only sings and of him.

Through barren hallway of castles
In deep woods, in diadems of
woeful song of oblivion
About what was and be

Withheld was gift, is
Voice as string of lute
Elves about man who were scorn
With of intellect to its children
Only gales, rock and deep know....

I am going out of the silver shadows, sitting down dazed the tree,
I see stark land, empty souls, fall around.
Lad and gal hold on to arms and go away through bloody dew, do you hear?