Luyện nghe bài hát Through the Horned Clouds

I see your
Blown through the clouds
In the silent
call me so loud

Come through the
Come the foam
Come at the world's
the herds home

Dearest child, child
Most
Please let our fancy die
all the grapes are gathered from the vine

When you
you sound the harp?
Give to the
eyes in the dark

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

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

He comes
She again
Through the of time
the mist of rain

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

Most high, most
We who sworn
By the dead and the
Wheels within wheels, oh, high