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 strength that to me,
The hopes, the last ethereal visions,
The past and those to come,
Those who have been and shall not be,
who haunt me night and day,
Those who try to reach but always
in a vanescence,
As the water we would to seize, he glides,
Vanishes in a of a harassing ridicule.
The dread is his most mean,
The anguish a use,
The despair his most devoted
In the darkness where he likes to 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 curse mistress
And its breath of exhales me
The fragrance of a unique j ourney...
retum.