Luyện nghe bài hát Lugburz

Cold be hand and and bone,
and be sleep under stone:
more to wake on stony bed,
never, till the sun and the moon is dead.

In the black wind the stars die,
and still on gold here let lie,
till the dark lifts his hand
over sea and withered land

When the winter first begins to
and crack in the frosty night,
when are black and trees are bare,
it is in the wild to fare.

To lay my will upon the Land, Lugburz

No sound disturbs place of blackened souls
This winter walls of and ice behold thy might
Again I'm kneeling to hear these strange tunes of war
Night, oh beloved night, your wisdom floats my mind
and forms my thoughts of
to build up a new empire