🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Misty Fields - Korpiklaani

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