Luyện nghe bài hát Witchful Spirit's Care

I gave her eyes my own to
and round she my sake
My hands in
and gave herself

I met a down in the meads
A fading was on her cheeks
Her honey eyes dreaming
beautiful, a fairy-child

And on the she's all alone
I sit upon this cold, grey
And I my time away
yet as I may

And the through the spears
My heart waters of tears
Run in down the wall
for another you ease
Do you who made you?
You are called by you do
Into spheres, we see
Joy to misery

I feel my strenght to
Almost asleep, my sake
She spoke the words, the clue
"I you true..."

And the fields, and bare
The eternal winter's
Fed cold, fearless hands
in a rich and fruitful

And the sun never shine
Joy another of mine
In what distant deeps or
the fire of your eyes?
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