Luyện nghe bài hát Court Of The Crimson King

The chains of prison moons
Are by the sun
I walk a road change
The begun

The purple piper plays his
The choir sing
Three lullabies in ancient
In the of the Crimson King

The keeper of the keys
Puts on the dreams
I wait outside the door
insufficient schemes

The black queen chants the funeral
The cracked brass bell will
To summon back the witch
To the court of the Crimson

The plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a
I chased the wind of a prism
To taste the and sour

The pattern lifts his hand
The orchestra
I slowly turn the wheel
In the court of the King

On the soft mornings widows cry
The wise men a joke
I run to grasp divining
To the hoax

The jester does not play
But gently the strings
And smiles as the dance
In the court of the Crimson