🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: A Sombre Dance - Chapter IX - Estatic Fear

 The Dawn arose, the slumbers shadows  passed
 The autumnal grace which so kindly  cast
 It's sombre yet  delight on my grief
 Enshrouded and lulled by the winters far  relief
 
 As  my days will grow from leisure apart
 I shall wait for your powers 
  pray to whatever there be
 "Let be my heart by your tenderness  imbued."
 
 Cura a die  cedit
 Dolor et laetitia conjungtus 
 
 Delightful  was all that I dared hope for
 Thy silent charm alone remains to