Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

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

Silently the night fly
Their last scream, my eternal
Under the full moon, a
In the

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

Tall are the that dance before me
As they show the way to the
An autumn forest that reach
Condemned to

wind, like a spirit fly
Through the autumn trees the sky
Hoofs are pounding, in the clouds
Chariot of sorrow, me die

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

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

the wind, go north east child
To the of winters
Go to the forest will never end
There you'll your fate

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

At last I found the throne of
Grim and bleak to the sky
The velvet of Drynhwyl are mine
And so are death and

Sadness, ohh

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

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

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