Luyện nghe bài hát Court Of The Crimson King

The rusted of prison moons
Are by the sun
I walk a horizons change
The begun

The piper plays his tune
The softly sing
Three lullabies in tongue
In the of the Crimson King

The of the city keys
shutters on the dreams
I wait outside the pilgrims
insufficient schemes

The queen chants the funeral march
The brass bell will ring
To summon back the fire
To the court of the King

The gardener an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a
I chased the of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and

The juggler lifts his hand
The orchestra
I slowly turn the grinding
In the of the Crimson King

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

The yellow jester not play
But pulls the strings
And smiles as the dance
In the court of the King