Luyện nghe bài hát Elegy

Something me open
From my little woken
The fading rhythm of a
Is for a dead child

I'm the rim
Skirting the rim of
the rim
Love, don't me in

everything is broken
Hours past and never
I sing the sickness of a that
Though it lives, can be made

There are where
The white light burns
I see everything but the truth
Once more to that place
The that sucks me under

I'm the rim
Skirting the rim of
the rim
Love, pull me in

everything is broken
Hours and never replayed
I sing the of a love that
Though it lives, can never be

everything is clearer now
Hours with never a relief
I the sadness of a moment
Though it lived was seen, seen, seen