Luyện nghe bài hát Wandering Phantom

When twilight gives way to warming beams of the upcoming
I with freedom
open surfaces of lakes
With coming of early evening when sun lies down into clefts,
In moonshine I am coming in the form of hawk,
Rushing headlong where border the horizon.
Dark hostile lands, where animals rule, are my home.
Where roaring waterfalls rush down cliffs,
Wild unbridled ruins banks,
Furrows its way slopes and aims down, south.
Where do not end
At time of winter frost,
Where bunches of are gathering
And away again
When pure pale morning illuminates white with hoarfrost,
Where stays unmoving
To be formed by of changes.
There I live in inseparable of appurtenance.