Luyện nghe bài hát The Fading Tale

The is lamenting over
The tragic fate of
Despite the fact that the Drama
On the of her ensnare soul
are silent

Desolate scene under the old neck
for justice from the stormy sky
On the faded pictures
Among shards, raspberries were

little stream of blood
Was fouling porcelain
A figure of the in the glassy glance
The of her face
Was absorbing crowd's

In the the troubled eyes
Have aroused emotions
The knife was still
The betrayed
Which was hand
She has thrown it away...

wine on their wedding day
She'd been drinking it in
In the circle of crowd
silence instead of scream
She had become desirous of
She shouldn't have ever

a part of a beautiful bride
Was not her
The old tree's neck the sight
To put to death her

scenes under the old tree's neck
Waiting for from the stormy sky
On the faded pictures
shards, raspberries were scattered