Luyện nghe bài hát The Mournful Euphony

As thou await for the embrace of the
thou hear the roaring of a stormy
feel a gelid shiver deep within
as thou wonder what this winter bring

The spectress of winter are
under the pale north
mist benights the
cold and it appears

thy mournful euphony
when wintry tempest so furious
sounds so majestic, a
so enchanting a sonorous grief

Carry me o'mighty
to my realm
where i shall narrate my of woe
my my unseemliness

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

I'm thy winter
thee with desire
always sorrounding
and thee

Yet it shall
the storm
that
the to deform
in
the twilight
as the master of
evinces his

Carry me winter
to my desolate
where i shall my tale of woe
my creed my

The poudrins embrace my realm
so but yet so gracious
it emerged in solemn
so alluring and beyond