Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of The Dead

Where forest stream went the wood
And all the stens there stood
Of tall trees, moveless, hanging
With shadows on their bark

As as deepest sleeper's breath
An came as cold as death
Long are the paths, of made
Where no foot's is ever laid

No moon is there, no voice, no
Of beating heart; a sigh

in each age as each age dies
Alone is heard. Far, far it

The Land of where the Dead sit,
In their thought's shadow, by no lit

Upon the plain, there forth and high
Shadows at dead end of and mirrored in the sky

Far far away might of day
And lay the land of the dead of mortal cold decay