Luyện nghe bài hát Prologue

"Sometimes he knows his present being a result of former voyages, journeys
odysseys to scenes revealing to him facilities of which existence he
should not have of. The legend, to him of another "what is known" Sharon
addressed her sadness about the anaesthetised melody lurking in the
aura of the distance, prepared to be set free in the from a touch of
a deed to its execution; in the morning a of the fairylands, at sundown
he belonged to the characters occupying the fools' basis.

Can this be

A star so wise now reads the
After lifetimes in his stealthy
Meanwhile a scholar, a one...

He observes the sparks again. The perceive his willingness.With the will he drifts away, surely on his way towards home,

Because home is he sold his skin."

"So the sand.

As an eldest
On the planet
I was meant to
My roots - And I bled my

the
out
of
my
strength.

So godless the of morass.
So spoken, the on my wishes.
A melancholy why

I saw Wolvesmoon"