🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

 Yet, if the wind breathe  the curling waves
 That break against  shore, shall lull my mind
  scorn against all enemies prepared
 And  the food of pride sustained my soul
 In solitude
 
 Sad was I, to  depressed
 Importunate  heavy load
 My destiny has found  here
 Upon this  road
 
 And many thousands now  sad
 Wait the fulfilment of their 
 For I must  who is their stay
 Their  disappears
 
 Now I am dead and  my friend
 Life's  has come to end
 Your  will guide my soul
 To ride the  above