🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Shepherd And The Maiden Ghost - Empyrium

 The Shepherd And The  Ghost
 
  was an eve in late summer, autumn was nigh
 still a warm sun did colour the 
 The meadows did shine in a strange golden 
 and vales did forth  soft haze of night
 
 When through the air a voice did 
 beckoning the  to rise from the ground
 
 [THE SHEPHERD:]
 "What sweet voice  sing in such a woebegone tone?
 What maiden does  the heather alone?"
 
  by its tone, he followed her song,
 whilst the sun did  and the shadows grew long
 In the dim light of dusk,  the sparkling cascade
 on  moss covered stone sat a crying young maid
 
 [THE SHEPHERD:]
 "Why art  dreary? What happened to thee?
 What song  thou sing so woefully?"
 
 [THE MAIDEN:]
 "Go whither O shepherd! Don't  thine heart
  canst not help me - not thou who thou art!
 An  man who's been born in a cradle of wood
 of a tree that at least a hundred  stood,
 cut by a boy who  heart was still pure -
 might be my redeemer if he knew that he