Luyện nghe bài hát The Dark Moor

Tells the legend, a magic place
could nobody find its trace
Land of darkness, of forlorn songs
Where all is all along

(The Traveller)
Where I am? in the stream
Is it or a dream?
My stunned mind listens to a
a spirit into crystal ball
But in depth, I see a
I'll follow the beam
With the I will brawl
So I will arrive to the hall

Dark Moor, Dark
to the Dark Moor
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the

(Spirit of the Art)
Who comes in the of Olden Dreams?
(The Traveller)
I listen to a in my head
(Spirit of the Art)
Speak! And then I could deem
(The Traveller)
I don't why I am here
(Spirit of the Art)
I read in your
(Choir)
Choose your goodness! your badness!
(Spirit of the Art)
You cross the gate!
(Devil of Greed)
It is too
(The Traveller)
Yes! I obey the
the gate in Shadowland
If my destiny it
the trust wants it to denore

Dark Moor, Moor
Welcome to the Moor
City of the dreams, is its gateway?
Dark Moor, Dark
to the Dark Moor
Among gothic always the Art stays
Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Dark
Sleeping in the darkness a light
Moor, Dark Moor
Welcome to the Dark
Bathing like moon in the silent

(Choir)
Care with the nice lies
Because the greed dies
Care with the false promise
Which proclaims the

(Spirit of the Art)
Don't listen to false word
don't fight with it's bejewelled sword
And ever play in its black rich board

(The Traveller)
Who's in the dark?
(Devil of Greed)
I'm who the ark
(The Traveller)
Why do you me?
(Devil of Greed)
Your I could be
(The Traveller)
Why'll I in you?
(Devil of Greed)
It be a good view
(The Traveller)
Move away! your false hopes
(Devil of Greed)
illusions are your slope
(The Traveller)
You try to cross my way
(Devil of Greed)
Riches you can not
(The Traveller)
Perhaps I win
Nor a new begin
But now and ever in my the Art will be my sin

Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Dark
in the darkness there's a light
Dark Moor, Dark
Welcome to the Moor
Bathing moon in the silent night

(The Traveller)
I can see
In my
The gate's me
Mystery's
My

(Devil of Greed)
You free
(The Traveller)
Let me go
(Devil of Greed)
You flee!
(The Traveller)
No!
I am slow

(The Traveller)
Then I the Gates of Oblivion
In the dark moor my could fly
I am about my decision
As my word always testify
the Muses I danced in the night
Beneath the full Moon I felt the

And its poetry gave me its fine old
And I could never say
And the in my heart
Filled my with the Art
And the angels me
is the way of the stars

(Choir)
Like a dream
You crossed the Portal
You be blasphemer, deemer, dreamer
is the gift of the Gods
Which for men be odd
This is the dream of the who envy it

(The Traveller)
Oh! In the end of
Muses teach me I'm
Who my truth forever
Oh! of the Art
If my must depart
My will stay with you
(Spirit of the Art)
of the dark glance
In your a romance
With it I
Musician of the
(The Traveller)
My inspiration be
All the strength of my
I wake up and my throat
Was it or a dream
But tears there in my eyes?