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

Come in out of the rain sayest -
but thou ne'er aside;
And I am - A distance there is...
None, save me and the bodkin - on the roof;
Behold! - not the rain; thence 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 peril -
Thou me be parched;
My heart is of frailty, my pale is hued damask.
When thy tears hast hidden,
"Come back!" thou - There I soon am to be -
But how am I to run when my bones, my
Thou hast me bereaft - But run thou
I run - And there and I behold
that a will come when I again dead will be.
Thou tell'st me to without delay -
I leave with my and my tears in my hands;
Lo! - the shadows, the sky -
So by a dint of smite I gait ere I run and together with dusk.
In my in which is this event,
But it seems as if naught is to anyway?!
After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional -
The sombre soaked is hung upon me,
Turning my away from our so ignorant world;
All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd -
...a distance is...