Luyện nghe bài hát The Northern Hemisphere

[J. '92]

The night is cold and clear.
Peak after peak of ice mountains
into the dome of the darkened skies.
Jagged crystal teeth queezed
the of the jet-black fjords.

The lost their sharpness and became
soft and blue-tinged as the winter day.
Which would grow on to be a dim
that slowly to life.

Above the peaks the sky flickered with
the ghostly radiance of the light.
A frozen lake discharge into an equally stream.
The is cruel and unforgiving like the landscape.
Up north.