Luyện nghe bài hát Hidden in the Fog

Night in the mountains with the fly of a raven
Carpathians bathed in the light of the
In the old ruins the dying shadows
Are watching the from the stars
Nobody days of glory
hundreds 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 this
Old gray wolf flying my feet
Is the hand of mine

It is night: in my
It is moon: in my
I am in a fog - my own breath
Small in a valley
Sleeping in fear, in a of me!
Loathsome of mortals
Magic of wolfish teethes, wings of
Faithful of religion
Old as the itself
The cult of the

Frenzy of lust, frenzy of
She was fourteen
No cry has burst from her
that she had to die
But bow sweet was her
It is in my heart
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 down the tongue
Somewhere far away a can be heard
Oh, how beautiful is the in Transylvania!