Luyện nghe bài hát The Mournful Euphony

As thou for the embrace of the poudrins
thou hear the roaring of a wind
thou feel a shiver deep within
as thou wonder what will this winter

The spectress of winter are
under the north star
benights the horizon
cold and it appears

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

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

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

I'm thy fire
embrace thee with
sorrounding thee
and thee

Yet it bloom
the mid'winter
that
the to deform
in
the twilight
as the master of
evinces his

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

The poudrins embrace my realm
so but yet so gracious
it emerged in splendour
so alluring and divine