Luyện nghe bài hát Ethereal Visions Part I

This night, is hanging heavily in me,
as an burden,
Repugnant by her irony of happiness,
by her provoking cynicism,
As she attempts to
for the strength that remains to me,
The hopes, the last ethereal visions,
The past and those to come,
Those who never been and shall not be,
Those who haunt me and day,
who try to reach 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 anguish a use,
The despair his most devoted
In the darkness he likes to initiate me painfully,
the dreams vanish slowly,
And where the infinity of the naught to me,
I it so close to me,
It kisses me like a loving curse
And its of chrysanthemums exhales me
The sweet fragrance of a j ourney...
retum.