Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Mare

["After spending a night among song and many a laughter at the Inn of Eamon Bayle, the Islander and the Elf woman, whose destinies were now closely entwined, set out to the east away from pursuing men and towards the glades of her people. Like a horse that great elven kings would mount before men had not yet named a chieftain, the black mare now carried them in restless flight across the Southland Dales"]

Crack of thunder, sound of rain across the endless
as we speed towards the night upon a steed that never
Black as the night, swift as the and eyes of emerald green
In flight our journey takes us further east

The seventh day we the west trail
the Nethermoor
guides us the mist
Across the past the grey stones of
Ne'anthor, stars our way

Journey far away
and to lands
and here by my
she will ride with me
To the home of her

I see creatures from old I thought make believe
in the shades with thousand eyes they gaze upon me
She lifts her head up she senses unseen enemies
In the black of a shadow watches over me

On the second we set out east for Val'inthor
her kindred dwell
We pass the mighty ruined citadels of lore
The lights our way

Journey far away
and to forgotten
and by my side
she will ride with me
To the of her kind

Mrck]

[Solo:

Ghostly specters, faded wanderers that gone
reveals the passage through the to the northern shore
Something within the dark I sense we're not alone
though I it cannot pass beyond the warding stones

before the break of fall we stand before the sacred
her kindred dwell
we make camp in crumbling temples by the raging
light our way

Journey far away
and to lands
and by my side
she will there with me
She's the queen of her