🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

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