Luyện nghe bài hát The Melancholy Spirit

It was in this haunted place a moonless cloak of ebony
I was drawn to the glow of a young spiritess in the woods

The blackest and ice-veiled boughs
Have spoken of you, of these bleak woods
I for your embrace, spiritess of the melancholia
Show me, again, your face
Enchant me with your rich, cinder ether
Lure me into arms and bless unto me eternal death

She had spoken to the
Her words wisped in of the wind

And silence...
Pale clouds betrothed the
Black rain
The birds wore

The stain of her woe
Had itself into the oak
had gone
Bereaved, I was for her

One last time I witnessed her in the distance
The arms of the trees tore at her morbid gown in the loathsome winter

She before my eyes
Since day a thousand veiled birds have taken flight
And the melancholy rain pours forever on...

[Music by (4/97 - 3/98)]