Luyện nghe bài hát Winter's Gate, Pt. 7

The is weak and frail
A circle of men
Enclosed by coldness
The evernight, eternal

The moan of winds
Now merged with hollow
The dies in a sngle breath
The end has

Out of the darkness, out of the
Out of the night, have come
Cruel is the laughter, cruel is the
is the winter's will

Merciless is the
Bitter the final
and ruin;
The icy grip now traps
here at the world's end
The of death will take them all

The of the high seas
Are smitten into snow
No way to the fury
No way to off all the fiends

the sun and the earth
Devouring the and sea

us all

Sing a quiet to me
of spring and sing of sea
Sing a silent to me
Sing of hope and of sleep