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 remains to me,
The hopes, the last ethereal visions,
The times and those to come,
Those who have been and shall not be,
Those who haunt me and day,
Those who try to but always elude
in a vanescence,
As the we would like to seize, he glides,
Vanishes in a sheaf of a ridicule.
The is his most favourite mean,
The anguish a use,
The despair his most companion
In the darkness where he to initiate me painfully,
Where the vanish slowly,
And the infinity of the naught comes to me,
I it so close to me,
It kisses me like a loving curse
And its breath of chrysanthemums me
The sweet of a unique j ourney...
retum.