Luyện nghe bài hát Faithless (act Ii)

Taste, Taste my dreams,
The emotions spring from
A dark sea full of
And thoughts

Feel, my aura now
Embracing your
It' s the
To your innocence my

Breath, my only wish
It is hiding form your
Red color,
Like the one of

Burn, my dead soul,
Blow the in the wind
Let the night to
It's one more time

See, See the of misery approach
Taking the shape of your

And the sun again is
Burning every I had for
For beliefs, for your holy
of immortal happines

And the again is rising
Lighting my dark thougths of
Tears running the idol,
Cannot satisfy the

"I at the ceiling plasterwork
The meanders draw me in their
My happiness, I think, be
A of height

Oh humble art lacks pretension,
How much too late I admit teaching!
Embossed dream, I shall to you
In fashion"

(Poetry by Kariotakis
by Kimon Friar)