Luyện nghe bài hát Ethereal Visions Part I

This night, life is hanging in me,
as an burden,
Repugnant by her irony of happiness,
Irritating by her cynicism,
As she attempts to
for the little that remains to me,
The last hopes, the ethereal visions,
The times and those to come,
Those who have never been and not be,
Those who haunt me and day,
Those who try to but always elude
in a vanescence,
As the water we would to seize, he glides,
Vanishes in a sheaf of a ridicule.
The dread is his most mean,
The a terrible use,
The despair his devoted companion
In the darkness where he to initiate me painfully,
Where the dreams slowly,
And where the infinity of the naught to me,
I feel it so to me,
It kisses me a loving curse mistress
And its breath of exhales me
The fragrance of a unique j ourney...
retum.