Luyện nghe bài hát Letters From Rimbaud

In as I've said
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of
And afterwards music and rhyme are games,

Everything
Cause anything
We cannot
we are inside it
Everything
Cause anything

I'm almost the
I'm the island

In as I've said
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of
And music and rhyme are games, pastime
only quietness

We gather, we gather, we we gather

We gather up the fruit of the
Pen pushers and authors always full of numbers that
The poet is truly the fire
The poet is truly the stealer
The stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers,

Everything
Cause goes

What do we remind you of? And you come around the show
never make it up that fast
When no one else considers
And I can you one more thing
You'll never back here for more.
There's but a broken stand
And lovers crouching on the (repeat 1)

Everything
Cause goes
We cannot know because we are it

I'm an island
But not yet
I'm almost an
But not yet