Luyện nghe bài hát Birds of Dawn

Rain the of a lost angel's day.
Her face washed and over, again and

Tears of sadness, tears of pain coloured
Our love dissolved by drops of
insanity,
Our unity, universes :
An opened circle, symbol.
The of Saturn are falling in my heart,
As of melancholy breed infinite dreams,
And the watery star pours its into me.

The of the birds,
death of paradise,

Altered the of the spheres.
The magic of voices awakens
The of the place out of reach
We in a dream.
But the dark is in their beauty,
And for them I would the light
From the glorious of day...

Were I to be I longed to be.
a crimson sky,
I my wounds, I am the chalice
I offer up the wine of the Sun,
And dust studs my mystical face.
Drain me to the dregs, you, of Truth,
You, of Beauty!

The birds of dawn cry the of light,
(the of a fading sun)

The swans, weeping on the lake, in harmony
With the of the sinful waves.
Fly the doves, bewitched by the of
my
For I am the sea of dreary
And not the foam seeking shelter on
shores.

As the birds and pervade the azure
pure, hide the sun with their enshadowed
wings.

nostram tulit,
All my crying, the fears, the grieves, the pains,
Supplicium fert.
The hurting on the shores of time.
Dolorem tulit,
The flowers of mercy have given to me
Supplicium fert.
Cannot all my sorrow and pain.

Ab despectus,
repudiatus,
Es curarum,
adfectus,
Fers atque curam.

The of dawn.
Their chant in me
As howling voices echoed a vault
In the of sorrows and mysteries
Their death has within my self.
The of dawn.