Luyện nghe bài hát Iris (and The Burning Aureole)

Oh, how I love your eyes
I'm waving like on a nightside
Sea
Whenever, wherever crosses yours so
I do feel, until I myself I hide
Behind the on the shore of the
sandcastles.
Broken into shivers, memories still me.
The knight in golden turns into
Millions of vacant sins ; inner
to find a way out of the flesh, the
Planted one memorable experiences,
in white faces...
Iris is a qua non for us indeed, though,
darkness reminds me of the age of
Ignorance. But, now as I all those
I've seen so far through this burning
Red "oh, it makes me soften,
I realize how it'd be to sojourn two
Thousand with you ; your inept
Dreams...my mansion".
I'm a of terra firma ; as an urn I
and kiss the ashes of my dying race ; as
I grow up, Iris 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 feel the crucial of all our
Dilemmas, all things won't ever
Touch our flesh, let them go, let them
Behind, let them stare at the Iris'
Sight while the aureole will offer
Us pleasure ; the an infant gets
Long with its white, fluid bribe.