Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill-Starred Son

Her dirge still echoes in these
lingers in the vales
As the wind on the shore
Her can be heared

Mirthless is wandering through
Hollow
Like a pale I waste away in
This foul

What sin do I for in this
way
Why the snee rat me as I
writhing in pain

Where has my dearest to
Where sings now my fair
the darksome waters
Underneath the moonlit

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

She weary of the world
Tired of marred life
with sorrow far too deep
A pain impossible to

There is no at the end of this
path
Calm are the sullen waters
me

If gods hearken to me
Fate with be
I leave these behind
Depart these cares

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