Luyện nghe bài hát Frika

Over desire shall fall and lie and fade
unequaled thought and virtuosity
Desire in wait, a precious cup, a stone or some such
Absent moments, ones raised the heart to stand so great

Cannot not to deny, blame falls easy silently
Darkness preferable, found again
In solitude, a door into an empty room, a door to desolation
The spoils of years lost for reason lost for some notions of new days

there is gentleness
Calm tears
Cry again, cry
of toil

Call the to answer me
me say, "Hear my pain"
Call the Gods to me
come! Frika come!

Promise and enlightenment
Felled like trees the pillars that me high
blind, running blind
On stony ground I stumble and vow

Inside there is
preceding tears
Cry again, cry
Moment of

Call the Gods to me
me say, "Hear my pain"
Call the to answer me
Frika come! come!

there is anger now
Calm the rage
Cry again, cry
Moment of

Call the Gods to me
me say, "Hear my pain"
All the to answer me
Frika come! come!