Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad in Plain D

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

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

Of the two sisters, I loved the
With instincts, she was the creative one
The constant scrapegoat, she was undone
By the jealousy of others her

For her sister, I had no respect
by her boredom, her pride to protect
Countless visions of the other reflect
As a for her scenes and her society

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

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

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

And so it did happen like it have been foreseen
The timeless of fantasy's dream
At the peak of the night, the king and the
Tumbled all down pieces

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

Beneath a bare bulb the plaster did pound
Her sister and I in a battleground
And she in between, the victim of
Soon as a child to the shadows

All is gone, all is gone, admit it, flight
I gagged in contradiction, blinding my sight
My mind it was mangled, I ran the night
Leaving all of ashes behind me

The wind knocks my window, the it is wet
The words to say I'm sorry, I found yet
I think of her often and hope she's met
Will be 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 most mysteriously
"Are birds from the chains of the skyway?"