🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Song Of The Forlorn Son - Insomnium

 Song Of The Forlorn 
 
  is my lot here, mirthless is my fate
 Alone to face the cruel  endure the dreary cold
 What is there to hope for, what is  to seek
  this forsaken child, for this forlorn son
 
 Whose sins am  now atoning for?
 Whose lapses am I  to undo?
 
 So echoes my tune through these  shaws
 Above the frozen streams  my song
 Only these sullen  will hearken to me
 Only snow-bound  ever hear my call
 
 What  there to hope for, what is there to seek
 For this  child, for this forlorn son
 For  embittered man, for this grim castaway
 
 Solace I find in the light  the pale moon
 My comfort in  night the murmur of the trees
 Now I set forth without ever  back
 It is time to make my own way  the dusk