Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad in Plain D

I once a girl, her skin it was bronze
With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle a fawn
I her proudly but now she is gone
Gone as the she's taken

In a young summer's youth, I stole her
her mother and sister, though close did they stay
Each one of them suffering from the of their day
With strings of guilt they tried hard to us

Of the two sisters, I loved the
With sensitive instincts, she was the one
The constant scrapegoat, she was easily
By the of others around her

For her parasite sister, I had no
Bound by her boredom, her pride to
Countless of the other she'd reflect
As a crutch for her and her society

Myself, for what I did, I cannot be
The I was going through can't even be used
For the lies that I her in hopes not to lose
The dream-lover of my lifetime

unseen consciousness, I possessed in my grip
A magnificent mantelpiece, though its being chipped
Noticing not that I'd slipped
To the sin of love's false

From silhouetted anger to peace
Answers of emptiness, voice
'Till the tombstones of read me no questions but, "Please
wrong and what's exactly the matter?"

And so it did happen it could have been foreseen
The timeless explosion of dream
At the peak of the night, the and the queen
Tumbled all into pieces

"The tragic figure!" her sister did
"Leave her alone, god you, get out!"
And I in my armor, about
And nailing her in the of her pettiness

Beneath a bare light bulb the did pound
Her sister and I in a screaming
And she in between, the of sound
Soon shattered as a child to the

All is gone, all is gone, it, take flight
I in contradiction, tears blinding my sight
My it was mangled, I ran into the night
Leaving all of love's behind me

The knocks my window, the room it is wet
The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't yet
I think of her and hope whoever she's met
be fully aware of how precious she is

Ah, my friends the prison, they ask unto me
"How good, how good does it to be free?"
And I answer them mysteriously
"Are birds free from the of the skyway?"