🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Black River - Amorphis

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