Luyện nghe bài hát Enveloped

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

the burden of
a ringing in my ear
it's a silent
an of sorts

bad dreams, sleep
of dark rooms, homes
and things without
of murder
the shades that

i prefer to answer
the
the last cord to be

nothing to with you
nothing left for you to

the music is over, no-one here
snowing heavily
i can't even see my escaping
never to

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