Luyện nghe bài hát ...a Distance There Is...

Come in out of the rain sayest -
but thou ne'er aside;
And I am trapp'd - A distance is...
None, me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof;
Behold! - 'tis not the rain; me it has to be -
I will not thy vintage wine, my dear;
hast heed'd that I am of innocence,
Yet thou let'st thy lass into -
let'st me be parched;
My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is damask.
When thy tears hast hidden,
"Come back!" thou sayest - I soon am to be -
But how am I to run my bones, my heart
Thou me bereaft - But run thou sayest;
I run - And there and I behold
that a time will when I again dead will be.
Thou tell'st me to leave delay -
I leave with my bodkin and my in my hands;
Lo! - the shadows, the sky -
So by a of smite I gait ere I run and melt together with dusk.
In my mind in which is event,
But it seems as if is to change anyway?!
After all these years thou left'st me down in the depths -
The sombre velvet-drape is hung upon me,
my feelings away from our so ignorant world;
All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd -
...a distance is...