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

 Song  The Forlorn Son
 
 Wretched  my lot here, mirthless is my fate
 Alone to face the cruel  endure the dreary cold
 What is there  hope for, what is there to seek
 For this forsaken child, for  forlorn son
 
 Whose sins am I now atoning 
 Whose lapses am I forced to 
 
 So  my tune through these darkling shaws
 Above the  streams resounds my song
 Only these sullen trees will  to me
 Only snow-bound  ever hear my call
 
  is there to hope for, what is there to seek
 For  forsaken child, for this forlorn son
 For this embittered  for this grim castaway
 
 Solace I find in the light  the pale moon
 My comfort in the night the  of the trees
 Now I set forth  ever glancing back
 It is  to make my own way through the dusk