Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter IV

The and I entangled dance a harmonie
I not stain with vain delight
And thus embraced we roam the passing eve a
pillgrim who craves a shelters guiding
I question thee, night to calm my joy
so that I not like the leaves be strewed
For I submitt to thy solitary grace (as) springs
life is by winters gaze

Lost in a dream I beheld a dance
And when she sat down by a sliver
Plunging her in the shallow waves
A descended, kissed her and fled
And all before been just and fair
in a rain of crystal shards
Each of a cry, a dream, a tear

Nunquam submergiove aut
Ira inflammata mea vita ad salutem
Et solitudo meurn

Everlasting be the war I declare
thy bewitched spark despair
Torched the pile which you
Are (still) poisoning my weary heart

And as the forked fires tongue licks high I
lament thy
But dance the burning branches urged by furys

And I again not be humble slaves but king to thee

Dreams on the field did lay strewed
Spread their rise up with solemn hope imbued
the stary stairs into a plain but dear refuge.