🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Misty Fields - Korpiklaani

 I can remember  horses of the pasture
 misty mornings and cool  the evenings.
  can remember when the wind whistles
 in  corners of the house.
 
 I can feel  fear of the dark
 when  under
  little bed trying to squeeze
 the pillow to my 
 
 Riding to the grain 
  of childhood in my memories
 flying over the  unforgettable
 over and  again.
 
 In my dreams  live again
 my childhood  from night to night.
 I could wake  the smell of new-mown hay.
 I could wake and taste  blood in my mouth.
 
  can feel the fear of the dark
 when  under
 my little bed  to squeeze
  pillow to my safety