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

Come in out of the rain thou -
but ne'er stept'st aside;
And I am trapp'd - A there is...
None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the
Behold! - 'tis not the thence me it has to be -
I will not drink thy vintage wine, my
hast heed'd that I am of innocence,
Yet let'st thy lass into peril -
let'st me be parched;
My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is damask.
thou thy tears hast hidden,
"Come back!" thou sayest - I soon am to be -
But how am I to run when my bones, my
Thou hast me - But run thou sayest;
I run - And there and then I
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 I gait ere I run and melt together with dusk.
In my mind in is this event,
But it seems as if is to change anyway?!
After all these years thou me down in the emotional depths -
The sombre soaked velvet-drape is upon me,
Turning my feelings away from our so world;
All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately aside -
...a there is...