🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

 Still searching for  way, the right way to be
 still pondering what I've 
 I'm  thinking what I've said, still finding from within
 and all that  know is still not enough
 
 I'm being held by the one shadow tormenting my 
  curving neck of a swan
 the slow turning of  birds head
 
 So white its  and feathers
  breast like the moon in water
  and tranquil it moves
 on the river in  calm
 
 I  back on familiar roads
 I sense the  I left on the hills
 I see the cuts and wounds of my 
 they make me muse on 
 
 Up the  and the mountain
 I look back,  look down
 there flows the River  Death
 and here the wind in my