Luyện nghe bài hát Excerpt from Lamplight Symphony

On a winter's night, are cold and bright in the sky,
The slumber of the is pure and deep
a distant wood, drifts the echo of a beast
The old man stirs and in the night
He stands before his gazing at the grave
Forgotten dreams are flashing his weary mind
And his life is empty, he pretends that she's still there

With hunger in his soul, he yearns for and love gone by,
memories his one and only joy
All he has to give, he would give to back the life,
And raise the one who lies the snow
He lights a lamp and looks at pictures of the
The faces of their still glow with new-found love,
But the picture's faded, and has stolen youth away

With a spoken word that he he heard from her lips,
He felt presence in the room,
He was filled with fear but filled joy he arose
And turned to face the that he knew
She stood before him and her hand out for his
A light shone in her eyes
She said she'd come to soothe him, and they'd be as one

She began to and her image disappeared,
So he was left to face the night,
in his life, had he been so held in awe,
As he faced the apparition of his
He before the window gazing at the grave,
And with a heart he saw the first of dawn,
He that she was waiting, that someday they'd be as one