Luyện nghe bài hát Iris (and The Burning Aureole)

Oh, how much I love eyes
I'm waving like moonbeams on a
Sea
Whenever, wherever mine yours so
Amenable I do feel, until I myself I
the sand-dunes on the shore of the
sandcastles.
Broken shivers, memories still haunt me.
The knight in golden armour into
Millions of vacant sins ; inner
to find a way out of the flesh, the
Planted one with experiences,
in white faces...
Iris is a qua non for us indeed, though,
Absolute darkness me of the age of
Ignorance. But, now as I all those
I've seen so far this burning blood
Red veil "oh, it me soften,
I realize how it'd be to sojourn two
Thousand with you ; your inept
Dreams...my mansion".
I'm a creature of terra ; as an urn I
Hold and kiss the ashes of my race ; as
I up, Iris grows too, but, how can I
Speak to the dry about the wet saliva
Of my ?
cavern stands far from oceans,
That's for my dear.
Here I the crucial crux of all our
Dilemmas, all those things won't
Touch our flesh, let go, let them fade
Behind, let them at the Iris' narcotic
Sight while the aureole will offer
Us ; the pleasure an infant gets
Long with its mother's white, bribe.