Luyện nghe bài hát Winter's Gate, Pt. 2

And there, the fog
A solemn rises
Its pinnacle touching the sky
Silent guarding the shores

There waits a prize
of legend
There waits a wolf
A with six legs

And yet I on
And yet I
To your shadow
the darkest night

Still I bear the of pain
Still I the flowers of solitude

What trick of is this?
and riches
Here within our
Yet no within our

And yet I on
And yet I
To find shadow amidst the darkest night
And yet I on
And yet I
To find a place where no sorrow in