Luyện nghe bài hát Of Acorns That Gather

In graceful dance of ever, as fountains have towered me
The days of celebration and that of the foul
of the knell...
...burn up the sun

And me from my ripeness
As dies
As love has failed
And unto the we thrive
Of acorns gather and cradle to kindest of ears
Even are judged to a wintertide...
...judged by sorrow

windows of sunken eyes
As time our summer's on
but idle tales...
...and yet to be fair

Make the berries with awe
Borrowed tears like a ocean, thorns
Of earth's
Gathered like spreading fields for a year
Deflower for is a fever...
...and I swear time...
...I even pity beauty