Luyện nghe bài hát Ethereal Visions Part I

This night, life is hanging in me,
as an burden,
by her irony of intoxicating happiness,
Irritating by her cynicism,
As she to atone
for the little strength remains to me,
The hopes, the last ethereal visions,
The past times and to come,
Those who never been and shall not be,
who haunt me night and day,
Those who try to reach but elude
in a vanescence,
As the water we like to seize, he glides,
Vanishes in a of a harassing ridicule.
The dread is his most mean,
The anguish a use,
The his most devoted companion
In the where he likes to initiate me painfully,
Where the dreams 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 sweet fragrance of a j ourney...
retum.