🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Across The Streaming Tide - Summoning

 In autumn when wind and the 
  to live and laught to be
 And scarce the blast the curbs and  tree
 And bids  it quail and flee
 
 In winter when years  the years burn low
 As fire wherein no  glow
 And  disvel as they blow
 The stormy wings  snow
 
 The hearts of western  burn bright
 With joy  mocks the spring
 To hear all heaven's keen clarions 
 Music  bids the sprit sing
 
 And wind by night in northern 
 Arose,  lord it cried
 And drove  ships from ancient strands
  the streaming tide