🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

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