🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

  searching for my way, the right way to be
 still pondering what  done
 I'm still thinking what I've said,  finding from within
 and all  I know is still not enough
 
  being held by the one shadow tormenting my soul
 the curving neck  a swan
  slow turning of a birds head
 
 So white its plumes and 
 its breast like  moon in water
 silent and tranquil it 
  the river in the calm
 
 I  back on familiar roads
 I sense the  I left on the hills
 I  the cuts and wounds of my deeds
 they make me muse  life
 
  the hill and the mountain
 I look  I look down
 there flows the River of 
 and here the  in my hair