Luyện nghe bài hát Velvet Thorns (of Drynhwyl)

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

Silently the birds fly
Their last scream, my dirge
Under the full moon, a
In the

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

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

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

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

And to the north I rode, on the coldest of
I watched the mountains where the frost
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 death and

Sadness, ohh

See my final
In the trees you will hear my
calling, ever falling

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

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