Luyện nghe bài hát The Mournful Euphony

As thou await for the embrace of the
thou the roaring of a stormy wind
thou feel a gelid shiver within
as thou wonder what will this winter

The spectress of are rising
under the pale star
benights the horizon
cold and it appears

thy mournful euphony
when wintry tempest so furious
so majestic, a symphony
so enchanting a deep grief

me o'mighty winter
to my desolate
where i shall my tale of woe
my creed my

the northern light above the murky
me it's so divine
as the winter nights enlarges
conceals it's winther'd leaves

I'm thy fire
thee with desire
always thee
and enswathing

Yet it shall
the mid'winter
that
the to deform
in
the enchanting
as the master of
evinces his

Carry me winter
to my realm
where i narrate my tale of woe
my creed my

The embrace my cold realm
so arcane but yet so
it emerged in splendour
so and beyond divine