🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Sombre Dance - Chapter IX - Estatic Fear

 The Dawn arose, the slumbers  have passed
 The autumnal  which so kindly has cast
 It's sombre yet gracious delight  my grief
  and lulled by the winters far deeper relief
 
 As weary my days will grow from  apart
 I  wait for your powers renewed
 I  to whatever there be
  be my heart by your tenderness again imbued."
 
 Cura a die  cedit
 Dolor  laetitia conjungtus est
 
 Delightful shade was all that I dared  for
 Thy silent charm alone  to adore.