Luyện nghe bài hát Borellus

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

Unhappy is he to whom the of childhood
only fear and sadness
Old years of
Wretched is he who looks back upon hours
In vast and dismal
With brown
And rows of antique books

Watch them in groves
Oh in twilight
Oh in groves

By method from the salts of humane dust
A philosopher may call up the shape of any dead
From the dust where into his body has
Incinerated incinerated

You're pressure baby
has returned he's returning
In every new child
In every new child

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

Essential of animals may
Be so prepared and
an ingenious man
May the whole Ark of Noah in his own
Study and raise the fine shape of an
Out of its at his pleasure

under pressure baby
Christ has returned, returning
In new born child
In new born child

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