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

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