Luyện nghe bài hát Absit Omen

Void has no
As the giant out
A tipping points
astray a solar doubt

Warmth and glare on every
For cells compelled to
A pulsing sphere forgets its
To bask in every

Dusk comes later with day,
And morning sooner
As waters search the air,
The driest flower

skies are bathing
Ever crowded in light
In all directions dance
Before final flight

Blinded at the
To the dangling thread
Hum the fever pitch
To see the flames

Distance loses
As the breath becomes the
are fibres; gone are thoughts
But in the pyre