Luyện nghe bài hát Geist

This is it, all worked for,
and cold to the touch.
They and they do burn,
silent indications,
Only we keep them under control.
You breath an smoke,
don't blow it towards me,
Or hold my hands and tell me I am worthy of withstanding.

In and uneasy motions,
We let our youth just slip away to fill a urn.
Revived within in symphony and song,
With limbs like lifeless tools, darting the sun.

I dead the only one we had to guide us home.
Through fog-smoke white, no sky,
Nor dim nor red, an idle painted ship,
Upon a ocean.
glowing again.
I dead the only one we had to guide us home.

unhelped by the wind,
In solitude drown.

I carried them.
I, silent, I am your brother.

circles around our hearts,
Inaudible as dreams of that eternal language we to.

This is it, all we've for,
Foreign and to the touch.
And everything we gave has us unto this earth,
Quietly bold,
And I am brother.