Luyện nghe bài hát Plague Of Butterflies

Cold was the air that the evening wind
Silent and so quiet were the
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 within, the quiet truth

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

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

But I felt my blood cold.
I spent there awaiting,
Watching the light

losing the sunsets, you will never get them back.
The days you spend in are seconds in shades of black

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

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

Years pass, but has time on me?
Morning always arises with vaster
And then it is sunset

We the winds for your loneliness,
Choir of broken for the love you had.
But now she walks lost in gray and woe.
She's not forgiven, 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,
death on their faces

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

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

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

In kingdom of my loneliness,
On throne of my thoughts

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

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

The wings, they and danced.
As a butterfly, they dancing,
around my candle.
But why are you here when is lost still?

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

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

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