Luyện nghe bài hát Ghosts

Sometimes, in the night I it
as my next breath and yet, untouchable
Silently the past stealing
the taste of some forbidden sweet

Along the walls, in rafters
like a thought through haunted atmospheres
Muted cries and echoed
Banished dreams that never in sleep

Lost in love and found in
Questions the mind can find no answers for
Ghostly conspire treason
As they gather just the door

And every ghost that calls us
Brings measure in the mystery
Death is there to us honest
And constantly remind us we are

Down the corridors
Through the of time
Run the ghosts of days that we left

Down the corridors
Through the gates of
Run the ghosts of dreams that we left

Sometimes, in the I feel it
as my next breath and yet, untouchable
Silently the past stealing
Like the taste of forbidden sweet

And every ghost that calls us
Brings another measure in the
Death is there to us honest
And constantly remind us we are

Down the corridors
And through the gates of
Run the ghosts of days that we behind

Down the ancient
And through the gates of
Run the of dreams that we left behind