Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

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

Silently the birds fly
last scream, my eternal dirge
Under the moon, a funeral
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 like in the winter
The angels that fell, so to rape

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

Chasing wind, a spirit fly
the autumn trees towards the sky
Hoofs are pounding, in the above
of sorrow, watch 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 they die, sorrow flow
My souls funeral, too to the end
Now they die, purest blood
die, but I must, I must die
Through the sky, behind the forest, I die

Follow the wind, go east child
To the of winters
Go to the forest that never end
you'll find your 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 I found the throne 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 will my voice
Ever calling, falling

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

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