🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

 Still  for my way, the right way to be
 still pondering what I've 
 I'm still thinking what I've said,  finding from within
 and all that I  is still not enough
 
 I'm being held by the one shadow  my soul
 the curving  of a swan
 the slow turning of a birds 
 
 So white its plumes  feathers
 its breast like the moon  water
  and tranquil it moves
 on the river in the 
 
 I  back on familiar roads
 I sense the marks I  on the hills
 I  the cuts and wounds of my deeds
 they make me  on life
 
 Up the  and the mountain
 I look back,  look down
 there flows  River of Death
  here the wind in my hair