🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

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