🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Glory Disappears - Summoning

 Yet, if the wind breathe  the curling waves
 That  against the shore, shall lull my mind
 And scorn  all enemies prepared
 And with the food of pride  my soul
 In solitude
 
 Sad was  to pain depressed
 Importunate  heavy load
 My destiny has  me here
  this lonely road
 
 And many  now are sad
 Wait the fulfilment of their 
 For I must die  is their stay
 Their  disappears
 
 Now I am dead and gone, my 
 Life's pain has come to 
 Your star  guide my soul
  ride the winds above