Luyện nghe bài hát New 64

Dark evening,
desperation in the of a man
by the mirror
in his own glance,
captured by the Sense,
absolute of life.

unlit the moon
the clouds,
he he'll be taken in a while,
steely walls bar his vain
from a in which you pay
for you feel.

I remember
different nights just the end,
I could relish
the of light,
scents not obscured by hate
and clear
embracing of gold.