Luyện nghe bài hát Atmosphere

we pay high and holy
no tears of passionate
shall stain this lay
i'll worthy beaumont the grief
that fling it self on wild
when saint have gone but nature to its inmost
faith had refined and to her a
peacefull given
calm as the dew free to rest

at that hour when all thing
repose 'o lonely watcher of the
do you the night wind
and the of harp playing
unto love to the pale

the cloud forth
the stream of light to upon this earth
the fury of the
awakes our
god and nature both were
to be feared the december
returns us to that place when nature glory
the human
so lonelysombre at night i
to see a of joy
of
the sun send life from the sky but in the will
to die..