Luyện nghe bài hát These Low Lands

Weakness of the
Like vapor in the
These haunted
By a man in frost

All evil deeds
Are piled up into
And on the left side
of bad omens

Behind the
The worst noise of the
crows of this dream
Flying

Open us
Another swarm
Feel tumors
Which shall

And every night
Moves all the clocks
And the sun to
Set always at the

No one this place
No roads out from
No passing birds
Really do by

No one entering
Walks trembling
No one ever of
The of tender fathers