Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

Ten Strings of darkness on a sad
I watch the mountains the frost begin
The northern storm is me
To the

the night birds fly
Their scream, my eternal dirge
the full moon, a funeral
In the

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

Tall are the shadows that dance me
As they the way to the dawn
An autumn forest never reach
to sorrow

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

Hear the violin, so sad and
Like a breeze, the songs of
the wind, like my spirit die
Dreaming of the queen, the queen of

Now they die, 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 purest of
Go to the forest will never end
There you'll find fate

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

At last I found the of bereavement
Grim and bleak to the sky
The velvet thorns of Drynhwyl are
And so are and sadness

Sadness, ohh

See my final
In the trees you hear my voice
Ever calling, falling

Darkness in of our eyes
A darkened circle made
As you leave darkness and I have to

Ten of darkness on a violin sad
Flowing on autumn funeral
spread in the northern storm
I can fly