Luyện nghe bài hát Beloved

How many times will I look at
by the scent of your death
And the savage priests, to a soul
in a strangled song

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

Can anyone my blood?
I have clung, quivering, with bruised
Christendom rise and yourself
What delicious tears you've me shed

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

Their of love curses your beauty
In the of my distress
In your black eyes
I see your grief