Luyện nghe bài hát Plenitude Is A Perfect Vacancy

'Words move, music
Only in [...]"

In the of soul
The internal roams
He burns the flowers of
The is his alley
To destroy the youth and
the words of old man
They souls of artist
unnecessary criticism

Let the fly to the sky
Let the cold cry
Let the melody with the crowd
Let the song sound the night
Let Salome dance
We will pay the price
Our souls will salvation
Our sound will destination

to touch the Plenitude in vain
We create new
There won't be satisfaction
"Plenitude is a Vacancy"
"Words move, moves
Only in time, but that which is living
Can die.
Words, after speech, reach the silence.
Only by the form, the
Can words or music
The "

[written by P. Maslanka except the last part - a fragment of. T.S. Eliot's poem "Neither nor vacancy"]