Luyện nghe bài hát In Memory Of Shadows' Madame

Diaphanous figure who silent death's wisdom
It's said you came when the sky was sinking
its eternal sleep
And only your cry would have announced a new dawn
Mistress of the air shaking the of icy hills
who at dawn caresses the bare branches of foggy
You grew up as a lonely witness of foolish theatre
On your visage the of a gloomy memory
Your lips wound false innocents'
with truths and biting sentences
You knew the inner pleasure of
the poetry of wind, the secret of
will has the strength of thunder
Your the impetus of the final fight
Oh great mother who lavishes love hate
Enchanting of unspeakable fancies
You will rise again from the
wrapping the great
Pure, and immortal Darkness and light will eternally
follow you in the of the new dreams
In of Shadows' Madame.