Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill-Starred Son

Her dirge still echoes in these
Mourning in the vales
As the cries on the shore
Her can be heared

is this wandering through
Hollow
Like a pale ghost I waste in
foul world

What sin do I atone for in
way
Why the snee rat me as I
Keep writhing in

Where has my gone to
sings now my maiden fair
Beneath the darksome
Underneath the moonlit

Where is our son
Where lies our stillborn child
Below the silent
In the arms of earth

She weary of the world
Tired of this life
Burdened sorrow far too deep
A pain to bear

There is no light at the end of
Blackened
Calm again are the sullen
me

If gods shall to me
Fate be bening
I leave woes behind
Depart from these

For we be reunited on the
side
I desscend to my love and her