Luyện nghe bài hát Winter Solstice

Within the misty year's forest
In times when slouds and trees empty
Nine thousand wolves are in the snow
To a long and greyish howl.

Ebony black the went into the night
Re-awoken, covered now in white
Softly veiled by sparking
Out of the ' throats up to the sky.

Lap of sunrise by birth pains
its child - a red fireball
silhouettes of old and tired eyes
Their cradle stuffed leaves and fog.

Impossible to march the shortest way
Come forth tied up all in breath
, therefore , the evening approaches
it is the of Winter Soltice.