Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill-Starred Son

Her still echoes in these woods
Mourning lingers in the
As the cries on the shore
Her can be heared

Mirthless is wandering through
days
Like a pale I waste away in
This world

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

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

Where is our son
Where our poor stillborn child
the silent mound
In the arms of earth

She become of the world
Tired of this life
Burdened with sorrow far too
A pain to bear

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

If gods hearken to me
with be bening
I leave these woes
from these cares

For we be reunited on the
Other
I to my love and caress her