Luyện nghe bài hát A Widow's Lust In Spring

Looking up at the
in the moon and stars
Looking out at the
Feeling Love outgrow its

She feels the grass
Inside her silk
the flowery mass
Blooming over a world of

nothing like tonight
She feels the wind move her thighs

Sweet May, all the heavy you made
Turned the cold ground into a garden of today
And she for another prey

anew at thirty three
The glimmer in her still screams
For more love, lust and great
Peering through a man's dreams

And she'll, in turns, stop and his heart
a hurricane

There's nothing like
She feels the wind move her thighs

Tonight he'll succumb to all her
And the scent of lilac will the time
Her long hair lay across his arms
As he gazes softly at her