Luyện nghe bài hát (An Ode To) The Autumnlands

Above the lake of a sleepers kingdome we danced...

...in perpetual light, reaching for the though never
it's warmth Enstranged from beauty we were part of the sky.
The greeted ones were we, in the hallway of our fathers.
In the dephts of the sky...
...of aurian light we be...

Of bygone...

In dephts we fell, and I cried:

"Nail me on that up there...
That mayest repent these days...
Weep, my weep...weep black thy heavens grace

Bleed, my father, bleed.
red my blessed surrays...
Bleed, my father,
black my red surrays..."

(and the arose;)

No light the nightly darkness, wherein develleth
a million of men. Wake me ! Pray for me !
For too long hath this sunless hour, wherein all
are born, yet none, nor the moon...

And here my friend, my dream hath ended. I thee
with a golden dawn. Oh, long lost sun, For this ode,
of unsung ! Of all autumnal joys bereaved
I the morrow morn...

"Light or our darksome journey
with days deviding night from
loud crows, the harbinger
and up, the sunbeams bright"

[music by : Brinkman / Soffner, Lyrics by :