Luyện nghe bài hát On The Shores Of Ithaka

In our
eye...

All
blindness and fear...

Fused vanity,

by scorn.

To beg in the streets despair,

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

With deceit of a tender

And a knife the heart!

Blurry we strain,
a different reality
Each
At odds with the
again in reach,
So to the ones
Less

Each
As our
to
The impending
by
Our ways

We on -
hollowed out,
Vision by
Web of

with contempt
The most vocal burn blessed with
Others hope it goes
And

Let it
collide, worlds shatter,
Opinions are
Fed by

And here is the

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 of Ithaka