Luyện nghe bài hát Caesura

My fingers are like whispers
and the lips that them are flames
for lack of better to set on fire.

My are red like rumors
from this gossip the floor.
I haven't in half an hour.

Spirit down,
us your power!
Spirit down,
us your love!

I'd tell You but I'm too
that this night will break day
and I'll be without a word in reply.
And I'd listen but I'm too
for I know that the the same
as the last time I to get up and try.

My are as blank as bandages
that cover the on my hands,
strangle themselves in despair.

My heart is as as a grave
reshuffles its tenants each day
and You treat me like when I throw you away.

these silences into
"Father, Father."