Luyện nghe bài hát Eurus

Spinning stone uphill again
Like atonement for a sin
Under the weight of it, my
like a dry branch in a westward wind

But Zeus and his of kin
the first nine out of every ten
Minas, like lightning changing
It all returns to his pockets, in the end

You take any gold or rings further than the grave
we make can we bring
But the bait hanging from the string is calling my name
And like the wind it again
Out of my

As sits idly by
I spin her with all my might
my kin for warring-wage
Minted the ivory of your tooth and eye

the table where she dines
I sit hungry with my foamed white
for crumbs that trickle down
As she finishes her cake, then takes a bite mine

You take any gold or rings further than the grave
Nothing we make can we
But still the bait hanging from the is calling my name
And the wind it slips again
Out of my