Luyện nghe bài hát Marching Homewards

here beside me, under endless howling
my dying is wandering homewards,
led by an old man to shores. that exist,
emptiness remains...

on and on our march gruesome as the
light of sun, as winds that hide in me

hour hour, day after day my lullaby is
turning and falls on this sleeping land
like a hawk trembling of and like a
source...

two have passed and still my race is
wandering through shores...
homewards...

My soul is now formed as a forwards
the heart of heaven.
And so I die...

Still my keeps on marching...
homewards...