Luyện nghe bài hát Hidden in the Fog

Night in the mountains with the fly of a raven
Carpathians bathed in the of the moon
In the old where the dying shadows
Are watching the shine from the
Nobody days of glory
Several years passed in silence
Not a soul has been seen
O am standing on the
So in the sky
I am drinking the cold of night
Old gray wolf flying upon my
Is licking the hand of

It is night: in my
It is in my eyes
I am hidden in a fog - my own
Small in a valley
in fear, in a fear of me!
Loathsome race of
of wolfish teethes, wings of bats
Faithful of religion
Old as the itself
The of the undead

Frenzy of lust, of pain
She was fourteen
No cry has burst from her
Pity she had to die
But bow was her neck
It is night: in my
It is moon: in my
I am in a fog
My own

only my anthem of triumph
Echoes in landscape
Like blood from thorn arteries
Poison flows the tongue
Somewhere far away a can be heard
Oh, how beautiful is the in Transylvania!