Luyện nghe bài hát Borellus

Essential Salts of may
Be so and preserved
That an man
May have the Ark of Noah in his own
Study and the fine shape of an animal
Out of its ashes at his

Unhappy is he to whom the memories of
Bring only and sadness
Old of play
Wretched is he who back upon lone hours
In vast and dismal
With hangings
And rows of antique books

Watch them in twilight
Oh in groves
Oh in groves

By method from the essential salts of humane
A may call up the shape of any dead ancestor
From the where into his body has been
incinerated incinerated

You're pressure baby
Christ has returned returning
In every new born
In new born child

You're under pressure
Christ has returned returning
In every new child
In new born child
In new born child

Essential of animals may
Be so and preserved
an ingenious man
May have the whole Ark of in his own
and raise the fine shape of an animal
Out of its ashes at his

You're under pressure
Christ has returned, returning
In every new child
In new born child

You're under pressure
has returned, he's returning
In every new born
In every new born