Luyện nghe bài hát Birds of Dawn

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

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

The of the birds,
Musical of paradise,

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

Were I to be what I to be.
Under a sky,
I open my wounds, I am the
I up the ruby wine of the Sun,
And golden studs my mystical face.
me to the dregs, you, Keepers of Truth,
You, of Beauty!

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

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

As the birds vanish and pervade the
pure, They hide the sun 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 they given to me
Supplicium fert.
Cannot all my sorrow and pain.

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

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