Luyện nghe bài hát Ode To Solitude

Wandering restless through the hillside on a December day, my solitary journey guided only by the pilgrims high in the sky.
Fog invades the lands blocking the last rays of the dying sun and a veil of mist and serenity gracefully the night.
The shadowy trees of the forest, once with beauty and life now twisted and eternally frozen by a shroud of snow and ice.
As the glow of the dawning sun vanishes in the witherd sky my eyes wander up through the whispering and watch the glare of the stars dilute.
to the frost of the icy winds my bittered soul still rejoys.
As the howl of the wind enchants me more than the sweetest sounding voice.
Freed from mens insanity I feel my grief stricken still burn bracing my soul through night's loneliness I sence a glimpse of shelter return.
Burdend the insight of my loneliness I continue my journey through this night.
Passed the times when the glimmer of hope filled my heart with gentle delight.
All the years that the of fortune have planted the seeds of my grief my eyes have been fooled by the masks of joy, my desperate hopes deceived.
So let us now gather the harvest of the solitary days.
And bath our peace craving eyes in magnificent grace.
The night pass and a cold morning breeze shall obscure the traces of my pittyful existence.
For not a stone shall the place where silence embraced me and guided my cheerful soul into the charm of everlasting solitude.