Học Tiếng Anh Qua Bài Hát Có Phụ Đề: Of Stone, Wind And Pillor

...It was not long ago when I had fallen from this mortal world,
\r\nLost in dream flight to pierce the horizon as a bird...
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\r\nIs this life the pillor I must bear?
\r\nTo grow in this wretched world?
\r\n...With hate each day I burn...
\r\nThe birds above, they ride the winds
\r\nAnd from each piercing talon dangles a soul
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\r\nThe stone awaits my fall
\r\nUpon a grave I dug myself
\r\nThe birds sing their requiems
\r\nPlease lend me your wisdom to fly above the heavens,
\r\nAcross seas of gold, to my land of frostbitten, ageless night
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\r\nLet me dig my own grave
\r\nLet me, oh precious noose of mine
\r\nYou are my mother, whose womb around my neck
\r\nGrants me a world of cold nihility
\r\nAn endless winter night
\r\nA bitter, black frozen hell
\r\nFor me
\r\nForever!
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\r\nIs this the pillor I must bear?
\r\nTo die on this fucking world?
\r\n...With hate I die and burn...
\r\nThe birds above, they caress the winds
\r\nThey lend me the wisdom to fly...