🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

 Yet, if the  breathe soft, the curling waves
 That break against the shore, shall lull  mind
 And scorn against all enemies 
 And with the food of pride  my soul
 In solitude
 
 Sad  I, to pain depressed
  and heavy load
 My destiny has found  here
 Upon  lonely road
 
 And many thousands  are sad
 Wait the fulfilment  their fear
  I must die who is their stay
 Their  disappears
 
 Now  am dead and gone, my friend
 Life's pain has  to end
  star will guide my soul
  ride the winds above