Luyện nghe bài hát Enveloped

we are
together in this
in the
deepest of black
through this misery
in the air

the of goodbye
a heavy in my ear
it's a reminder
an afterthought of

bad dreams, hollow
of dark rooms, homes
and things names
of murder
the shades that

i prefer to answer
the
the last quiet to be

nothing to take you
left 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,
that benign sky;
watched the moths
among the of harebells
listened the soft
breathing the grass;
and how anyone
ever imagine unquiet slumbers
for the sleepers in the earth."
Bronte (1818-1848)]