Luyện nghe bài hát Hidden in the Fog

Night in the mountains with the fly of a raven
Carpathians in the light of the moon
In the old ruins where the shadows
Are watching the shine from the
Nobody remembers of glory
Several years passed in silence
Not a soul has been seen
O am on the hill
So in the sky
I am the cold of this night
Old gray wolf flying my feet
Is licking the of mine

It is night: in my
It is moon: in my
I am hidden in a fog - my own
Small village in a
Sleeping in fear, in a of me!
Loathsome race of
Magic of wolfish teethes, wings of
Faithful of religion
Old as the itself
The of the undead

Frenzy of lust, of pain
She was fourteen
No cry has from her lips
that she had to die
But bow sweet was her
It is night: in my
It is moon: in my
I am in a fog
My own

Sometimes only my of triumph
in mountains landscape
Like blood from thorn arteries
Poison flows the tongue
Somewhere far a howling can be heard
Oh, how is the night in Transylvania!