Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

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

Silently the birds fly
Their scream, my eternal dirge
Under the moon, a funeral
In the

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

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

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

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

Now they die, sorrow flow
My funeral, too close 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 that will never end
There 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
death is all mine

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

Sadness, ohh

See my sacrifice
In the you will hear my voice
calling, ever falling

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

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