🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Northward - Summoning

 The wind is cold and 
 And storms are in the 
 Our path across the 
 Goes  and more high
 
 To left  sea we came from
  right the white hills with no tree.
 The wind is growing 
  shivering are we.
 
 We drag with  fingers
 Our swords  up the hill
 The path  steep and tangled
 But leades to  still
 
 
 Farewell now mountain vale  plain
 Farewell now wind and frost  rain
 And mist and cloud  heavens air
 Ye star and moon  blinding fair.
 
 Farewell now blade and bloom  grass
 That see  changing season pass
  sweet earth and northern sky
  blessed but here we die.