Luyện nghe bài hát Lavondyss

The burns in the land of the bird's spirit
The flows of my bones, I have to go there...

That childish hand discovered the masks in the
Those bright eyes saw hooded figures,
- they streaked in

There places whispered their
And the summer breeze smelled with a

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

Her warrior "The strong against the storm"
Stone talismans scared away all
The Nature's laws, the love, the death and the
Mysterious beings, warriors in furs and bones of

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

Lonely in death, the circle -