Luyện nghe bài hát Beloved

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

I am soothed from anger sorrow
As knot their wreaths against my limbs
Help me understand the stench in my
Why do they impair our

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

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

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