Luyện nghe bài hát Love and death

Behold the waters
A cloven jet
from the milk-white marble
For ever foam and

Far off in valleys
the meadow saffrons blow
The feet of dabble
In their coiling and slow

The banks are worn
By a people gay
A titan with laughter
Made them of fire and

Go ask the flowers
And the flowing air
What are the twin-born
And they'll death and love

With wreaths of flowers
Two lonely spirits
wreaths of withered flowers
'Fore gate

They may not the portal
earth-enkindled pair
Though sad is many a
To pass and them there

staring at their flowers
That and faded are
If one rise beside thee
The is not far

Go ask the youngest
She will say with breath
By the door of garden
Are the spirits love and