Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill-Starred Son

Her dirge echoes in these woods
lingers in the vales
As the cries on the shore
Her wailing can be

Mirthless is this wandering
Hollow
a pale ghost I waste away in
This foul

What sin do I for in this
way
Why the snee rat me as I
Keep in pain

Where has my gone to
Where sings now my fair
the darksome waters
Underneath the waves

Where is our son
lies our poor stillborn child
Below the silent
In the arms of earth

She become weary of the
Tired of marred life
with sorrow far too deep
A pain impossible to

There is no light at the end of
Blackened
Calm again are the waters
me

If gods shall to me
Fate be bening
I these woes behind
Depart these cares

For we be reunited on the
side
I desscend to my and caress her