Luyện nghe bài hát Memalon

Who is the old man, who
my heart with greatest
yet his name remains
I look at you and true shake
my Saturnworld.
Who is the old man,
burned itself
down to the of my soul.
You me back and raise me up,
the for both I long to know.
Who are you I What is the
of the one I saw?
Tell me how to you, to you I'd
bow my in awe.
You speak to me but is it I hear?
We never really touched...
- such is the of my greatest fear.
Cruel, cruel, cruel... a veil I penetrate,
in different we dwell,
to dissolve what separates.
I force my face against strangest
membrane-wall and desperately I for you
from the depths of my lonely soul.
The of the dimensions
through which to glance it not allowed,
or maybe just that our "level" is of no
as it is simply too low.
Is it true that only the mirrors'
can conquer the mist and then be received?
You turn the illusion of a voice...
- my crowned by another defeat.
If walks in I am growing weak in fear...
- "one day all fade".
down, looking inside
I call my lover in his grave.
My eyes caught a glimpse of you,
now I devour myself to your peace.
The distance grows, we apart.
What is the use of if they cannot see?
me in my darkness,
please wait for me, I'll the way.
I promise, I shall the tides,
I'm finally united with you again...