Luyện nghe bài hát The Torment In Blind Eyes

Perhaps the wind from old myth sweped the dust away,
In a sleep of a beauty caused 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 grief dimmed my eyes by
And the blew the horrifying day.
And I for beauty,
Now in mourn only.

thorn is the joy of other.
Innocence of blind eyes of
Starkles in cruel of envy,
like treacherous rose
Lacerates the palm,
So as the veil of sweet smell
the fright of pain
In his eyes.

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

Vindictive, but of tears
Is of mother,
Which by of dearest
Is drowning in of grief.
Crowning by nostalgia,
Helplessly seeks in the of death
The forgiveness, but it was her
To be further.

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

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