Luyện nghe bài hát The Cry Of Desolated Souls

Through the dark forests and mysterious
I hear the cry of desolated souls scattered in the cold sky,
went and dissolved in the spectral starlight.
Traveling the mirror lakes and moonlit plains,
I can understand the
and the harmony of the being by you,
who are the deaf and seed of ancient vices.
Hear our cry and the winds that will take you
to our pagan bonfires flaming in the of our Mother
and exalting us to the majestic and night skies.
As the is coming, pouring in the illusive twilight,
wolves will announce the of the night with their moonlight anthem
and all the and the beasts will become our brothers.
And under this mourning moon you will recognize and feel the
of our slavonic souls in the soft fog of our dreams.
I'm walking in the and grief chains my heart
when the autumn looses its leaves.
Tears of lost ages wash our souls and the Earth black.