Luyện nghe bài hát The Ill-Starred Son

Her still echoes in these woods
Mourning lingers in the
As the cries on the shore
Her can be heared

Mirthless is this wandering
days
Like a ghost I waste away in
This foul

sin do I atone for in this
way
Why the gods rat me as I
writhing in pain

Where has my dearest to
Where now my maiden fair
Beneath the waters
Underneath the waves

is our ill-starred son
Where lies our poor stillborn
the silent mound
In the arms of scared

She weary of the world
Tired of this life
with sorrow far too deep
A impossible to bear

There is no light at the end of
path
Calm are the sullen waters
me

If shall hearken to me
Fate be bening
I leave these woes
Depart from cares

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