Luyện nghe bài hát Enveloped

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

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

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

i wouldn't prefer to
the
the last cord to be

nothing to with you
left for you to keep

the music is over, there's here
it's heavily
i even see my breath escaping
never to

"I lingered them,
under benign sky;
the moths fluttering
among the of harebells
listened the soft
breathing though the
and wondered how
could ever imagine slumbers
for the sleepers in the earth."
Bronte (1818-1848)]