Luyện nghe bài hát Plague Of Butterflies

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

I my blood slowly turning cold,
Turning cold waiting.
Hours I spent awaiting,
for someone to come.
To silent the voice that like 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 felt my blood cold.
I spent there awaiting,
Watching the light

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

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

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

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

We weep the for your loneliness,
Choir of dreams for the love 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]

Silent walking by.
They are leaving, 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 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 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 throne of my

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

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

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

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

I opened my window, painted by ice,
Took a deep 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 heads in sorrow