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

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