Luyện nghe bài hát 2666...

Oh comrades of hate
I cannot our covenant
Setting to our poetic play
Those smooth tunes of sadness
A tear is falling
Down upon our dust
On knees I'm prostrate with grief
I'm the and the cross
Not enough strong to get over the step
of defeat suffering, eternally guilty of failures
The theater bizarre's curtain half
An branch
Alceste Moliere's principal
Is through time
In the cosmos daedalus

Forever tormented sorrow and suicide desire
Alceste, the principal
Is lost through in the cosmos
Eternally in the grief of his retirement
A thousand of nothingness
Future futile...

To our reason's mind
Moliere will drop his
Into the limb of an
Teleportate a after his ultimate separate
Love-seeking the others
A projected vagabond in a new form of
A similar is offered
away all the humanist
Alceste his inner hate
And the future of the humain
666 after our era
As a timeless teller
He will set in motion pulsions
And will make of 2666 the
Of an horrible to live
And less to love