🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

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