Luyện nghe bài hát Dies Irae

maledictis,
Flammis addictis.

the sun is flustered
And the moon is
The great little
Write a bitter

The fevers in my breast,
Aches to be

wisdom
In kingdom
That is my sole

The first violins me while the harps
me like the blood
The beats my art
In the stage my cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet in favilla:
Teste David cum
tremor est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
stricte discussurus.

The sound is
life to the king
Never falling
Rex gloria, Rex
of the time
Spirit is
No more of pain no more hate
A revenge is going

Where is my
is my fantasy?
I need to free my and cry
Someone to for me
I to free my soul and will die

wells up the only tear
We without woe
And ride the wind because
The is enthralled

The notes in my breast,
to be away

Eternal
In kingdom
is my sole wish

The first lead me while the harps
Embrace me the blood
The madness my art
In the my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a I never made, a man

Dies irae, illa,
Solvet in favilla:
Teste David cum
Quantus est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
stricte discussurus.

The sleep to your bed
Is not pursuing
You will so soon be
Death will serve
Turn to the
He was to be
A master to the
your fancy free
In the of the sea

Salva me, pietatis.

chorus
The first lead me while the harps
me like the blood
The beats my art
In the my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a I never made, a man

Dies irae, illa,
saeclum in favilla:
Teste cum Sybilla
Quantus est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
Cuncta discussurus.