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 winter are
the pale north star
mist the horizon
cold and arcane it

Hearken thy euphony
wintry tempest so furious sweep
sounds so majestic, a
so enchanting a deep sonorous

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

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

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

Yet it shall
the storm
compels
the to deform
in
the twilight
as the of winter
evinces his

me o'mighty winter
to my realm
where i shall my tale of woe
my my unseemliness

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