🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Faerie Queen - Blackmore's Night

 Over  the hill
  grows a flower
  quicker still
 More perfect by the 
  within that flower
 Is  tiny chair
 All  with gold
 The  queen sits there…
 
 It  in her breath
 That the  does blow
 It is in  heart
 As  as winter snow
 It is  her tears
 Crystal raindrops 
  within her years
 That she is  us all…
 
 Oh  eyes
 Help me 
  one look
  is gone
  on me
 We  one
 Fading with  setting sun…
 
  the willow bows
 To her 
 All the  flowers
 Love her 
  would not admire
  could not adore
 Who does not 
 Who  to see more?
 
  dark eyes
  me see
 Just one 
 She is 
  on me
  are one
 Fading with the setting 
  with the setting sun…
 Fading with the  sun…