Luyện nghe bài hát The Mournful Euphony

As thou for the embrace of the poudrins
thou hear the of a stormy wind
thou a gelid shiver deep within
as thou what will this winter bring

The of winter are rising
the pale north star
mist benights the
cold and it appears

thy mournful euphony
when tempest so furious sweep
sounds so majestic, a
so enchanting a deep sonorous

Carry me o'mighty
to my realm
where i narrate my tale of woe
my creed my

the northern light above the skies
enchaning me it's so
as the winter slowly enlarges
snow conceals winther'd leaves

I'm thy winter
embrace thee desire
always thee
and enswathing

Yet it bloom
the mid'winter
compels
the to deform
in
the enchanting
as the master of
his might

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

The embrace my cold realm
so arcane but yet so
it in solemn splendour
so alluring and divine