Luyện nghe bài hát Arianna

Hope hope,
He releases a from the stone
hands shaping
The curve of her and the flow of her hair
"Arianna I shall you," he whispers softly --
chisel he frees her:
His heart's desire from lifeless

"Ahh," he cries,
"I've alone.
With my work to give me life
Far too long,
But now I see --
The final gift shall be my wife."

after time
Metal kisses
Tired breathe in
The dust of her birth, and his shed a tear

"Arianna, I weary;
My grows dimmer,
My hammer heavy
But I not rest till you stand before me"

Soon at
The long work is
The greatest test of his long
"The pain," he cries,
"Shall now bear
The Muse's gift shall be my wife."

"All I ever
Was to bring one thing of true into this world...
Over strange
I have traveled in my
To find the
That turn an icy heart of stone to flesh...
FLESH!"

(The speaks...)
"Call upon life and death and
upon all the powers in me
All for the stone Arianna --
from the rock shall now break free..."

And as the last words are chanted
A bolt of lightning leaves his
And in an orange acrid
A human stands!

"In -- incomparable:
In -- unsurpassed.
In and wisdom,
Arianna has blessed.
Why in her company
Do I feel so all
made the perfect woman --
she has no soul.
She truly love me
For she hasn't a will.
She's an animated --
Her beats and yet is still."
All this the Sculptor
As danced in the cold moonlight,
And a fell from his eye --
And her cheek...

pulls away,
in her eyes.
Feeling the pain of life
On her cheek for the first
She the man tightly
As she embraces life
Then she him in the eye and says "Sculptor--
I'm my own now!"

And how the image itself
Deep into his
As she on the horizon
To at him one last time
"I you deeply," she had said,
"and you for my life
But a world out there for me
I feel its call me
And into that world I go."

Then an angel in light,
So his eyes fill with tears
to stand before him now --
He looks upon her fear
"Muse," he cries, "I've my life."
In his despair -- but she smiles
"No," she laughs, "the is closed --
is our child!

Take my hand -- leave behind.
For now your is done..."

...why, all of Long view is stirring with gossip. Who was she? Why did you never tell me about her? And more importantly, where has she gone? It seemed that one day you were alone, the next you appear in town with a beautiful half your age, and the next you are alone again. What has happened? You grow strange these days and I can't help but wonder if.....Ah! I'll not say it. Times are bad enough...