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

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