Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad in Plain D

I loved 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 young youth, I stole her away
From her mother and sister, though close did they
one of them suffering from the failures of their day
With strings of guilt they hard to guide us

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The knocks my window, the room it is wet
The to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet
I think of her often and hope whoever met
Will be fully 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 free from the chains of the skyway?"