🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Misty Fields - Korpiklaani

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