Luyện nghe bài hát Kneading With Honey

O never a breath to me
is the unstrung harps (in play)
The of wedding sheets down
Envy the of my passions

me,
I am as wet as a eye
A youth before my
Lays through this earth

So nature's gentle bosoms forgot
Our age like bare
Sisters, brothers of heavenly
Flatter to passing

their scarlet ornaments
As passions likewise me
Put a curse our bones
And beneath the shoulders

Crossing the running
The oak tree withered these years
I am naked here to suckle nature
And shade from obscenity

I dance the sickles

O how like glorys me
Its kindness, my eyes
Hence these
Yet us then rejoice

Notorious of scorn
Decorate with awe
the discord breed
And tend to its

Feed the with decay
For its humour kindly