Luyện nghe bài hát Tuatha De Danaan

[Music & by Suidakra]

close all
each eve when descends
never call names
there be one attend

Like
in the cradle of mundane
they still at night
so sure as the change of

Each morn silken asphyxiates
this green land
the sea my name with its imperious voice
each eve the wind howls : you won`t resist my sway
meagre soil derides me day by day

Where is it , this sweet Mag Mell with its laughter
the sidhe in their hills of and embitters my life
each story gone astray on the wings of the wind
rips my soul and my mind apart

there`s a silver throne standing
under hill of the land
it reigns over the realm of the
the in my mind

: Arkadius]

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