Luyện nghe bài hát Vespers Gold

Zircon's blaze be a lure for the fad crown
In the interior of this empty Ark
Since the orb's fast wounded me
Wuth the greatest of a flamming spark

On the Sea, the King's Hall
the Jester with his serpent

Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the blood
As the of a poetic fact
Of a household used to this deceit of gold

On the ornamented throne, the previous
Engulfed by the perfume of the sweetest
It's that Bergamot travels the wind of
With the ugly imp in the nebula

The family in the King's own
Vanishing with deep sleep

Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the blood
As the of a poetic fact
Of a household used to this deceit of gold

"Thus the vessel climbed
On the incontournable way of the
In the of the grotesque clown
of the noble malicious art
The ship strugglin into
The ruler learned with the
To conquer the black ice of
The stars for their proper"

The throne on the galley...Dream the black...
My landscape pleases me well in legend
Wretched on an Atlantis burried by the lack
My Eden of my only fantasy
Following the tragic wind that you a fool
My empire befell on my beloved creation, sordid

Standing on this leand see of the Silvertree
The acclamation of Fire to dream the leaf
Before the masquerade the Carnival
The Juggler presanting the feast of King

blaze might be a lure for the fad crown
In the pale of this empty Ark
A grand ceremony for the bastard
Who mourn his lost of Archeen

On the North Sea, the Hall
Dance the Jester his serpent

Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal
As the likeness of a fact
Of a household used to this deceit of vespers