Luyện nghe bài hát Tuatha De Danaan

[Music & Lyrics by

close all
eve when night descends
never call their
there might be one

Like
in the of mundane reason
still roam at night
so as the change of seasons

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

Where is it , sweet Mag Mell with its luscious laughter
the sidhe in their hills sing of and embitters my
each story which astray on the wings of the wind
my soul and my mind slowly apart

Still a silver throne standing
under hill of the land
it over the realm of the night
the in my mind

: Arkadius]

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