Luyện nghe bài hát My Beloved

Her is soft as wind
like my palms of sin
And her eyes like dark blue
Stare me icy dreams
In my
"We be"
In my
"In the beneath"

And the nightfall is for my
of dawn, embraced by night
Shimmery meadows the dusk
the shadows, they will turn to dust

Her skin...

Timeless is our night
of caressing might
Are not held by the light

in our eyes, we see the dying lies
Of the of the past,
to to come will they last?

to dreams, there is something that calls
Her love in those shady halls
For there I'll return, for there I yearn
Willing to where the of light will not turn
Her spellbinding take my breath
In paradise for her I have bled
For her lost I shed tears unseen
Bereaved I be to see what is planned for me

Her is soft as wind
like the swan's white wings
And her voice makes the fall
Oh, hear the of her song
Storms torn
"But we tall"
Storms have
"In shady halls"