Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

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

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

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

Tall are the shadows that before me
As show the way to the dawn
An autumn forest that never
to sorrow

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

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

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

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

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

At last I found the throne of
and bleak raised 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 front of our
A darkened you've made
As you leave darkness and I have to

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