Luyện nghe bài hát Fijo's Golden Tears

Alone in the night, Fijo is crying; she has been by her
husband who had to leave to fight the of matter.
Thoughts of what once was flow through her their play in
the green grass and under trees, wonderful fields of
flowers, fresh fruits and berries, and beautiful from the
choirs. Running waters make them dream, lakes where they
bathed, riverfalls and marvelous in the sky. They were
happy, they had Golden Age. Now, all she has left are her
Golden Tears, that run from her skyblue eyes, as a to
what was - to what is lost forever; until a New World is
born, Ragnarok. In the meantime, give our dear Fijo some
thoughts, to help her through the cold nights.