Luyện nghe bài hát Beloved

How many times I look at you?
Allured by the scent of death
And the savage priests, to a suffering
Exult in a song

I am soothed from anger into
As they knot their wreaths against my
Help me understand the in my mind
Why do impair our vision?

Can taste my blood?
I have clung, quivering, with bruised
Christendom rise and dress
What delicious tears made me shed

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

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