Luyện nghe bài hát Birds of Dawn

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

Tears of sadness, tears of pain red:
Our love dissolved by drops of
insanity,
Our unity, universes :
An circle, broken symbol.
The of Saturn are falling in my heart,
As tears of 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 nostalgy of the place out of
We in a dream.
But the is drawing in their beauty,
And for them I would steal the
the glorious fountain of day...

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

The birds of cry the departure of light,
(the anthem of a sun)

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

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

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

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

The of dawn.
chant resounds in me
As howling voices under a vault
In the cathedral of and mysteries
death has built within my self.
The of dawn.