Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark

Part
This is a world blessed by the of carnal tragedy
The humans ritual of love and adoration history
Sentiments existance, the artwork that I've bled
she defined her presence
With the lament of the
her eyes have bathed in danger
And the had new design
In the cradle of our desire all the blood has turned to
But the no longer remained than just a stir to survive
In this labyrinth of for my mistress to recover
I'll strive...
Two:
Dem - die Hoffnung, dem Propheten - der Fluch
Der Liebe - die Dichtung, die dem entsprung...
The night is clear - words are sent from pictures
Sounds that I can't hear - as weakness wins my
Selling my soul - and its bleeding heart
the whole - planet, history and light...
Part
Sometimes, when the sun hides in the of the earth
When the hungry souls, to whom pain birth
their coldness with the blood's warmth... then
I can clearly hear the calling of a and distant star
In the shade of the
Yet in the still of the nights - In the of the moment
When the dies - There she gently approaches
the new meaning of life...
In a haze of hazard, in the chill
Baleful's the passion, hearts stand still
A flood of sentiments entwined - thru my falling soul
I slumber the spirit of time
Like a in a foreign world!
In a park, along the alleys, stained with blood and
In the hour, dusk disperses
Its colors on the white
Then I'll wander as a of the posthumous regrets
And my lips I'll freeze
With the kiss of these statues
"Si-n asta noapte printr-un sarut
Poeme - agonizate de-un infinit inceput"
Part
"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude shows his claws
Do you still our oath? - Til light do us part!?"
forth, Feline - Mere moment of melancholy
Drink deep of my desire - The quenchless
That our tameless embers...
Come forth, - Tortured by our final duet
Let thy fingers slide on the petals of the flowers
thee stained with mortal, coagulated blood...
On the walls, closes even the stoical eyes
Of the unsleeping
And the white-eye of a candle falls asleep
Into its own solitude...
Five:
Silent heart
The balm that drives the human waste
Oh come, infidel
Shrouds of frost fall furiusly down... of thee I again
Deciphering of its ruined scripts
Of the tenebrious I pleasantly sip
Upon lifeless leaves autumn has
Arises my lovelorn odyssey
"Un ornic cu rostiri funebre, amiaza-ndirjit
Iar ceru-nprastia tenebre, peste amortit"
..Returned into park as a whole
Under the eyes of stars and heavens
Dreaming away on the lost love recovered
suddenly rises - Annoyed that he couldn't save me
He turns from envy
The vanish and so does this story
As the same hand raises the pen
He pictured spectacle with...
The actors fade on the dreary alleys of elder park
two nightshades remaining -
Celebrating the sunset of ages their sullen laughter
Lustfully haunts the mortal of ruin...
Nights crystal clear - words were sent from pictures
The color have - these pages, whereas
The darkest hour revealed - the hand
Which sealed
episode's arcane end.