Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

Ten of darkness on a violin sad
I the mountains where the frost begin
The northern is guiding me
To the

Silently the night fly
Their last scream, my 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
Watch the feathers like in the winter
The angels that fell, so to rape

Tall are the shadows that before me
As show the way to the dawn
An forest that never reach
Condemned to

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

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

Now they die, pure flow
My funeral, too close to the end
Now die, purest blood pours
Forever die, but I must, I die
the sky, behind the forest, I must die

Follow the wind, go east child
To the of winters
Go to the forest that will end
There you'll your fate

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

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

Sadness, ohh

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

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

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