Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Mare

["After spending a night among cheerful song and many a laughter at the Inn of Eamon Bayle, the Islander and the Elf woman, whose destinies were now closely entwined, set out to the east away pursuing men and towards the glades of her people. Like a horse that great elven kings would mount before men had not yet named a chieftain, the black mare now carried them in restless flight across the Southland Dales"]

Crack of thunder, of rain across the endless fields
as we speed towards the night upon a steed that yields
Black as the night, swift as the wind and eyes of green
In restless flight our journey us further east

The day we reach the west trail
through the
guides us through the
Across the river the grey stones of
Ne'anthor, stars our way

Journey far away
and to lands
and by my side
she ride there with me
To the home of her

I see creatures old stories I thought make believe
Crawling in the shades with thousand eyes gaze upon me
She lifts her head up she senses unseen enemies
In the black of night a shadow watches me

On the second moon we set out east for
her kindred dwell
We pass the mighty ruined citadels of ancient
The lights our way

Journey far away
and to lands
and here by my
she ride there with me
To the home of her

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Ghostly specters, faded wanderers gone before
reveals the passage through the river to the shore
Something dwells within the dark I we're not alone
though I it cannot pass beyond the warding stones

before the of fall we stand before the sacred realm
where her kindred
we camp in crumbling temples by the raging ford
light our way

into far away
and to forgotten
and by my side
she ride there with me
She's the of her kind