🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Desolation Song - Agalloch

 Here I  at the fire
 Liquor's bitter flames  my languid soul
 Here I drink alone and 
 A graven life, the stain  her memory
  this cup, love's poison
 For love  the poison of life
 Tip  cup, feed the fire,
 And forget about useless 
 
 Lost  the desolation of love
 The passions we reap and 
 Lost in the desolation  life
 This path that  walk...
 
  to love, the sickness
 The great  of the soul
  to life, the vice
 The  herald of misery
 In  cup, spiritus frumenti
 For this is the nectar  the spirit
 Quench the thirst,  the sorrow
 And  about cold yesterdays...
 
 Lost  the desolation of love
 The passions we reap and 
  in the desolation of life
 This path that we 
 Lost  the desolation of love
 The sorrows  reap and sow
 Lost  the desolation of life
  path that we walk...