Luyện nghe bài hát In Memory Of Shadows' Madame

Diaphanous figure who silent death's wisdom
It's said you came when the sky was sinking
into its sleep
And that only cry would have announced a new dawn
Mistress of the air shaking the fronds of icy
who at dawn caresses the bare branches of plains
You grew up as a lonely witness of existence's theatre
On visage the signs of a gloomy memory
lips wound false innocents' hearing
with painful and biting sentences
You knew the inner pleasure of
the poetry of wind, the of fire
Your will has the strength of
spirit the impetus of the final fight
Oh great mother who lavishes love generating
muse of unspeakable fancies
You rise again from the ashes
the great catastrophes
Pure, joyful and immortal and light will eternally
you in the temple of the new dreams
In of Shadows' Madame.