Luyện nghe bài hát Winter's Gate, Pt. 4

Still I bear the of pain, of solitude

And on the side
gates lies
Staring towards the
Waiting in

Barring the way
The giant doors of
Not built for men
Not for us to pass

Vile trick of ornery
and riches
Right here our reach
Not our grasp

I walk with my head
Wind right through my waning heart
Weightless, like a bird in my
She looks into the of my soul

tidings from the northside
Grave is the tone of night
the dark around us
The weight of time us

No one will tonight
No one will the pyre
Dreaming of wolf
Dreading the might

Vile trick of gods?
Rewards and
Right here within our
Not within our