Luyện nghe bài hát Enveloped

we are
together in darkness
in the
deepest shade of
through this misery
in the air

the burden of
a heavy in my ear
a silent reminder
an of sorts

bad dreams, sleep
of rooms, empty homes
and things without
of murder
the that fell

i wouldn't to answer
the
the quiet cord to be

nothing to take you
nothing for you to keep

the music is over, no-one here
snowing heavily
i can't even see my breath
to return

"I around them,
under that benign
watched the moths
among the heath of
listened the soft
breathing the grass;
and how anyone
could ever imagine slumbers
for the in the quiet earth."
Bronte (1818-1848)]