Luyện nghe bài hát The Torment In Blind Eyes

Perhaps the wind itself from old myth sweped the away,
In a sleep of a beauty frigg the fear.
Ah worried, is Balde's mother,
So worried, that even the death takes a on him.

I saw the full of faces,
full of child's smile.
Their eyes for the joy
And the was only dream.
But the dimmed my eyes by blood
And the time the horrifying day.
And I for beauty,
Now in recollections only.

Bitter is the joy of other.
Innocence of blind of brother
Starkles in cruel of envy,
Which like treacherous
the white palm,
So as under the veil of sweet
Sees the fright of
In his eyes.

And the like swan's neck
Flew the end of his life.

Vindictive, but full of
Is of mother,
Which by of dearest
Is in agony of grief.
by bottomless nostalgia,
Helplessly seeks in the eyes of
The forgiveness, but it was her
To be further.

When the envy wakes up the
And the innocence is betrothed baseness,
by sorrow mourns even the death
And the parts with the joy.

I saw the full of faces,
Faces of child's smile.
eyes lived for the joy
And the was only dream.
But the dimmed my eyes by blood
And the blew the horrifying day.
And I for beauty,
Now in mourn only.