Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Autumn Wind

Across the plains come drifts of
graves of water and tombs of man
The hollow of history
and blowing free

In the wake, all is

The of beasts and the bones of kings
Become dust in the wake of the
Mighty rise, but they all will fall
No more than a breath on the

Spectres and gods adrift in the wild, wind
Vast cycles across the span of aeons
keeps consumed and left as burial mounds
And even stars will fade empyrean shrouds

In vaults, on parchment scrolls
The verses state soft the toll

In the wake, all is

Vast
grave of aeons

Revenants watch from cold towers
Glimmering eyes of jade final witness

Temples as the great wheel turns
Ground to
Monuments and unnamed
the same
Earth and sky in deathless void
Endless
Worm of Autumn claims its throne

The bones of and the bones of kings
Become in the wake of the hymn
Mighty rise, but they all will fall
No more than a on the wind