Luyện nghe bài hát Beloved

How many times will I at you?
Allured by the scent of your
And the savage priests, to a soul
Exult in a song

I am soothed anger into sorrow
As they knot wreaths against my limbs
Help me the stench in my mind
Why do impair our vision?

Can anyone taste my
I have clung, quivering, bruised flesh
Christendom rise and dress
What tears you've made me shed

Beloved, how many I look at you
With breath, and unguarded heart?
Like a cradled you hold me
(With hysterical affection, to this loss)

Their semblance of love your beauty
In the blindness of my
In dense black eyes
I see your silent