Luyện nghe bài hát Beloved

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

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

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

Beloved, how many times I at you
With breath, and unguarded heart?
Like a cradled child you me
(With affection, to console this loss)

Their semblance of curses your beauty
In the of my distress
In your dense eyes
I see your grief