Luyện nghe bài hát On The Shores Of Ithaka

In our
eye...

All
Beyond and fear...

Fused vanity,

by scorn.

To beg in the streets despair,

Forever...
Lagging behing horizon]
As we from Day
Into web

With of a tender embrace

And a through the heart!

eyed we strain,
Seeing a reality
Each
At with the Truth
again in reach,
So obvious to the
Less

vision
As our
to
The impending
by
Our misguided

We on -
Sight out,
Vision by
Web of

Thick contempt
The most burn blessed with scorn
Others it goes away
And

Let it
Words collide, shatter,
Opinions are
Fed by

And is the paradox

How do we utopia,
Our of Ithaka.

How do we utopia,
Our of Ithaka.

How do we utopia,
Our of Ithaka.

If we
In the opposite
trying.

On The Shores of