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 little strength remains to me,
The last hopes, the ethereal visions,
The times and those to come,
who have never been and shall not be,
Those who me night and day,
who try to reach but always elude
in a vanescence,
As the we would like to seize, he glides,
Vanishes in a of a harassing ridicule.
The dread is his most mean,
The a terrible use,
The despair his most devoted
In the darkness he likes to initiate me painfully,
Where the vanish slowly,
And where the of the naught comes to me,
I it so close to me,
It kisses me a loving curse mistress
And its breath of exhales me
The sweet fragrance of a j ourney...
retum.