Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn # VIII (Four Ravens Flew)

In her eye... far
A tear free
the ice, from the frost
of her sleep
Hear the of the North
the ravens screaming her name
Let the ones fly
to speak the of the unborn

the blackest skies
Shadows of the raven's
their lament
Upon the where she stand

One to gain the thundering North
Another crosses seas in the West
The flies South, towards the !sunreich
The last across the windswept of the East

Sand Skies Darkness
Time The center of the sin
West South East
Wisdom's
the roads to the center of the sin

The tear...
Lost its of her cheek
forever...
In the sand... of my
...of my
...of my
...of my

Sorrows...
Let the fly