Luyện nghe bài hát Lavondyss

The fire burns in the land of the spirit
The smoke flows of my bones, I to go there...

That childish hand discovered the masks in the
Those bright eyes saw figures, smashed
- they in shadows

places whispered their names
And the summer smelled with a winter

timbers absorbed her words
And the was just a flutter
Of winged beings up in the
- the sweetheart of the cripple

Her under "The strong against the storm"
Stone talismans away all birds
The laws, the love, the death and the knowing
beings, warriors in furs and bones of prophecy

Endless search for the lost, lost Harry
Long wandering to the
Place the life ends and the lost could be found
Could be Lavondyss

Lonely in death, the - Lavondyss