Luyện nghe bài hát Through the Horned Clouds

I see faces
Blown through the clouds
In the silent
They me so loud

Come the fire
Come through the
Come at the world's
Call the herds

child, dearest child
Most
Please don't let our die
Till all the grapes are gathered from the

you come
Will you the harp?
Give to the
eyes in the dark

Oh, will we you
For you are
You who
so far

Sweetest fair, fair
Most
Don't let them cut ladder before it's time
For all the to be gathered from the vine

He again
She again
Through the mist of
Through the mist of

No more
My brims over
In the sea of
Rows for the shore

high, most high
We who have
By the and the unborn
Wheels within wheels, oh, high