Luyện nghe bài hát Plague Of Butterflies

Cold was the air that the evening brought
Silent and so quiet were the
On the eve of night.
Don't know 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,
cold from waiting.
Hours I spent awaiting,
Hoping for to come.
To silent the voice felt like thunder

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

But I felt my blood cold.
Hours I there awaiting,
Watching the fading

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

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

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

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

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

[II. Plague Of

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

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

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

But her I could 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 kingdom of my loneliness,
On throne of my thoughts

I'm the old one, sheltered 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 black moved 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, they dancing,
around my candle.
But why are you here when is lost still?

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

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

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