Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

Ten Strings of on a violin sad
I watch the mountains where the begin
The storm is guiding me
To the

Silently the birds fly
Their scream, my eternal dirge
Under the moon, a funeral
In the

Still I walk with wounds but the third is now rising
Through the ashes of a dying love, a new soul is
the feathers like snow in the winter
The angels that fell, so to rape

Tall are the shadows that before me
As they show the way to the
An autumn forest that reach
to sorrow

Chasing wind, a spirit fly
Through the autumn towards the sky
are pounding, in the clouds above
Chariot of sorrow, me die

Hear the violin, so sad and
a breeze, the songs of Drynhwyl
Chasing the wind, my spirit die
Dreaming of the queen, the of roses

Now die, pure sorrow flow
My souls funeral, too to the end
Now they die, purest pours
die, but I must, I must die
Through the sky, the forest, I must die

Follow the wind, go north child
To the of winters
Go to the forest that will end
There find your fate

And to the north I rode, on the coldest of
I watched the mountains the frost began
Where no ever dare to tread
death is all mine

At I found the throne of bereavement
and bleak raised to the sky
The thorns of Drynhwyl are mine
And so are and sadness

Sadness, ohh

See my sacrifice
In the trees you will hear my
calling, ever falling

Darkness in of our eyes
A circle you've made
As you leave darkness and I to stay

Ten Strings of darkness on a sad
tunes on autumn funeral
Ashes spread in the storm
I can fly