Luyện nghe bài hát Timshel

Cold is the
It freezes your cold mind
Already cold, cold
And death is at doorstep
And it will your innocence
But it will not steal substance

But you are not alone in
And you are not alone in
As brothers we will stand and hold your hand
Hold hand

And you are the
The mother of your child
The one to whom you gave
And you have choices
And these are what man great
His ladder to the

But you are not in this
And you are not alone in
As brothers we will stand and hold your hand
Hold hand

But I tell the night
And whisper, "Lose sight"
But I move the mountains for you