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 courted her but now she is gone
Gone as the season she's

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

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

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

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

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

From silhouetted to manufactured peace
of emptiness, voice vacancies
'Till the tombstones of damage read me no but, "Please
What's wrong and what's the matter?"

And so it did happen like it could have been
The explosion of fantasy's dream
At the of the night, the king and the queen
Tumbled all down into

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

a bare light bulb the plaster did pound
Her and I in a screaming battleground
And she in between, the victim of
Soon shattered as a child to the

All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take
I gagged in contradiction, tears my sight
My mind it was mangled, I ran into the
Leaving all of love's ashes me

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

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