🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Storm - Blackmore's Night

 A  and forgotten place,
 The moon and  in endless chase
 Each in  surrender
 As the other  the sky…
 The  hour begins to laugh
  summer evening's epitaph,
 The winds are getting 
 As the storm begins to 
 
  were the winds that came
 In the thunder and  rain
  ever could contain
 The rising of the 
 
 In the wings of 
 Darkened waves  the trees
 Wild  of warning
 Echo  the air…
 
 Follow the storm I've got  get out of here…
 Follow the storm as you take to  sky…
 Follow the storm now it's  so crystal clear,
 Follow the storm  the storm begins to rise…
 She seems to come  everywhere
 Welcome to the  lair
  running through your hair
 She asks you out  play…
 
 In  of nature's sorcery
 The most  entity
 Hell can have no 
 Like the  of the storm…