Luyện nghe bài hát Of Stone, Wind And Pillor

...It was not long ago when I had from this mortal world,
lost in flight to pierce the horizon as a bird...

Is this life the pillor I bear?
To grow in this wretched
...With hate day I burn...
The birds above, they the winds
And from each piercing talon a soul

The awaits my fall
Upon a I dug myself
The sing their requiems
Please lend me wisdom to fly above the heavens,
Across seas of gold, to my land of frostbitten, night

Let me dig my own
Let me, oh noose of mine
You are my mother, whose around my neck
Grants me a world of nihility
An winter night
A bitter, frozen hell
For me
Forever!

Is the pillor I must bear?
To die on this fucking
...With I die and burn...
The birds above, they the winds
They lend me the to fly...

by J. Haughm ('97)]