Luyện nghe bài hát Plague Of Butterflies

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

I felt my blood slowly cold,
Turning from waiting.
Hours I there awaiting,
for someone to come.
To silent the voice felt like thunder

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

But I my blood turn cold.
Hours I there awaiting,
the light fading

You're losing the sunsets, you will get them back.
The days you spend in loneliness are seconds in shades of

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

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

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

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

[II. Plague Of

Silent people by.
They are leaving, someone is living.
don't seem to be well,
Quiet death on their

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

is empty, dead, cold, empty
Only frozen bodies my arrival.
Tortured by the plague, a town.

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

In this of my loneliness,
On this throne of my

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

But the night my heart,
For black wings upon me.
for my time to come,
I my eyes and took a deep breath.
But like every night before, did not come.

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

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

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

The summer burned my lungs again
As I through the snow.
Looked into the woods,
And the waved their heads in sorrow