Luyện nghe bài hát Proem

And as I through the garden of love.
I passed the of paradise and the gates
of perdition. Maybe the saddest
of all is that even the most and
precious don't last forever and
like a dream that faded much too
soon when back.

But both darkness and are given to us
to us prospect and grow: like every living
needs the interplay of daylight's sweet
kiss and night's embrace. And as
darkness falls while I'm drifting on
the river of sadness, the remembrance of
golden sunlight is my only of logs for
the cold and winter of the soul.

This album is a tribute to a that was so
beautiful as long as it and so bitter
when it ended: hence both heavenly
bliss as well as bereavement's
are to be found amongst these 10
songs; that are like sears to me now...

But still the dream remains, and yet my
has not withered nor my songs faded
away: Though Moonshadow died in the
of Planet Kyrah. Sid survived -
but for how much

Goodnight - and may the Goddess you all!

SID

"When I'm dead, my Dearest,
sing no sad for me,
thou no roses at my head,
nor cypress tree:
Be the green grass me
showers and dewdrops wet;
and if wilt, remember,
and if wilt, forget."

[Christina (1830-1894)]