Luyện nghe bài hát Plague Of Butterflies

Cold was the air that the wind brought
and so quiet were the woods
On the eve of night.
know what I stayed there for so long,
So long that I could that voice.
The we all avoid.
from within, the quiet truth

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[II. Of Butterflies]

people walking by.
They are leaving, again is living.
They don't to be well,
Quiet on their faces

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

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

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

In this of my loneliness,
On this of my thoughts

I'm the old one, sheltered 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 moved me.
for my time to come,
I closed my eyes and a deep breath.
But like night before, death did not come.

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

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

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

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