Luyện nghe bài hát Plague Of Butterflies

Cold was the air the evening wind brought
and so quiet were the woods
On the eve of night.
Don't what I stayed there for so long,
So long that I hear that voice.
The we all avoid.
Sound from within, the truth

I felt my slowly turning cold,
Turning cold waiting.
I spent there awaiting,
Hoping for to come.
To silent the voice that felt thunder

is the light, the white light.
In the of my world, she is the one.
She the butterflies, pure light.
When she comes by
The darkness aside

But I my blood turn cold.
Hours I spent awaiting,
Watching the light

You're losing the sunsets, you never get them back.
The days you in loneliness are seconds in shades of black

was cold, but summer is even colder.
Nights have been longer, they made me much older

You're the sunsets, you will never get them back.
Every night you spend in loneliness are years in shades of

pass, but has time stopped on me?
Morning always arises vaster pain
And then it is again

We weep the winds for loneliness,
of broken dreams for the love you had.
But now she walks forever in gray and woe.
not forgiven, she's the one for winter to own.
Not yours, old man, again...

[II. Of Butterflies]

Silent people by.
are leaving, again someone is living.
They seem to be well,
Quiet death on their

a few of them today,
The and the old by the road.
I could give them shelter but decide to go...

Village is empty, dead, cold,
Only bodies greet my arrival.
by the plague, a ghost town.

But her face I not find.
I searched for her in the woods
And kept a light on my window, for to come.
But when the trail of dead ended by the road,
I up waiting, hoping.

In kingdom of my loneliness,
On this throne of my

Maybe I'm the old one, by these woods.
And when I lay my to rest,
I watch the of shadows.
Dancing the flame of a candle.
me to sleep...

But the trembled my heart,
For black moved upon me.
Hoping for my to come,
I closed my eyes and took a breath.
But every night before, death did not come.

The wings, moved and danced.
As a butterfly, kept dancing,
around my candle.
But why are you here when Evael is lost

The morning came with its caress.
I curse light for waking me again.
The burnt down, and the burnt wings beside.
Is this a of Evael, I arise

I opened my window, by thick ice,
a deep breath and whispered her name in the air

The freezing summer burned my again
As I through the snow.
Looked deeper the woods,
And the trees waved their heads in