Luyện nghe bài hát Elegiac

My place not in that immortal sea.
I am a penance.
unbalance.
A fissure is shutting off in
The that we don't hear,
The end we don't feel.
We will ever calmly,
In the sound of warfare,
No motion,
No
Rich beyond the of kings.
Of we know of not to witness
But in the grass that from the grave.
is us.
A thousand ring out.
is us.
The that is in your gut.
is us.
The rash
in all solitude
is the weight of the nature.
A busy
left
in view, again,
in thoughts too deep for any tears,
The of the spirit,
A mutilated
We in vein against our very earth.
The sky is down.
in guilt.
All we are is the
around,
Betrayed.
Go and all we know
In silence.
Then more.