Luyện nghe bài hát Of Pale White Morns And Darkened Eves

Here many once gently past me crept
in dear town of old forgetfulness;
here all entwined in dreams once i slept
and heard no echo of the worlds

For the castle and the mighty tower,
more grey and dim than long autumn rain,
sleep, nor sunlit nor triumphal hour,
wakes their old too long in slumber lain.

Like moments in a crowded year,
todays sadness, or tomorrows fear;
faint echoes fade within their drowsy
like ghost; the daylight across their walls.