🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

 Yet, if the wind  soft, the curling waves
 That break  the shore, shall lull my mind
 And  against all enemies prepared
 And  the food of pride sustained my soul
 In solitude
 
 Sad was  to pain depressed
 Importunate and heavy 
 My destiny has  me here
  this lonely road
 
  many thousands now are sad
 Wait the fulfilment  their fear
 For I must die who is their 
 Their glory 
 
  I am dead and gone, my friend
 Life's pain has  to end
 Your star will guide my 
 To ride  winds above