Luyện nghe bài hát Tuatha De Danaan

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all doors
each eve when descends
never call their
there be one attend

changelings
in the cradle of mundane
they still roam at
so as the change of seasons

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

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

Still there`s a silver throne
under each of the land
it reigns the realm of the night
the kingdom in my

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