Luyện nghe bài hát The Mournful Euphony

As thou await for the of the poudrins
thou the roaring of a stormy wind
thou a gelid shiver deep within
as thou wonder what will winter bring

The of winter are rising
under the north star
mist benights the
and arcane it appears

Hearken thy euphony
when wintry tempest so furious
so majestic, a symphony
so enchanting a deep sonorous

Carry me winter
to my realm
where i shall my tale of woe
my my unseemliness

the northern light the murky skies
me it's so divine
as the winter slowly enlarges
snow conceals it's leaves

I'm thy winter
embrace thee with
sorrounding thee
and enswathing

Yet it shall
the storm
that
the to deform
in
the twilight
as the master of
evinces his

Carry me winter
to my realm
where i shall narrate my of woe
my my unseemliness

The poudrins embrace my cold
so arcane but yet so
it emerged in solemn
so alluring and divine