🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

 Still searching for my way,  right way to be
 still  what I've done
 I'm still thinking what I've said, still finding  within
 and all that I know is still not 
 
 I'm being held by the one shadow tormenting my 
 the  neck of a swan
 the slow  of a birds head
 
  white its plumes and feathers
 its breast like  moon in water
 silent and  it moves
 on the river in  calm
 
 I  back on familiar roads
 I  the marks I left on the hills
 I see  cuts and wounds of my deeds
 they make me  on life
 
 Up the hill and  mountain
 I look back, I look 
 there flows the  of Death
 and  the wind in my hair