Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Of Love

A strong calls from the left hand
Across the waters
A strong power calls the left hand
Let all things sleep or

Oh, the of love
You unwove my eyes
And my heart not sleep

The eye would sleep but the mind would
I must needs down God's eyebrows
And along the streets of his
Look for me and you see me in my red cloak
Swimming as God's blood flies

Creatures of grief, you beg from the
I will not carry home your of sorrow
But I will pay the fiddler silver if he smiles
God he see tomorrow

The fine, fine girls that are it
And my eyes with salt swim
And we disputing with a brittle gaiety the world's rim
If I to love you with my body
It would be a bent back unto the day of doom

Oh, the queen of
I am in her
She is in my

And together we clasp hands
And in each other's eyes walk the endless
And below I have my duty to perform in the
And that, that I was, you will see it no

The is on the hills of my heart
And to is to die
The men at do seek to mark me
And the raise hue and cry

Seek me in vain on
Or in fear's
For the way I take
Only the may follow

The ancestors in stone armor calling for untrue
to make a zigzag of the arrow's flight
It is so swaddled in the bands of
But I am girdled with the storm and with the night

I am not to be or found
Save in what I cause
outside on the inside outside
Perfectingness or

How shall I say where I end or you begin?
How shall I say, what shall I
Shall it be you or the wind

As Pan with the insane
Or with the horns
Or when I am crowned the paper crown
Or with the of thorns

A power compels distortion from the right hand
Fleece to the wolves, fangs to the gray sheep
But the of love she strokes
My alive, that I do not sleep

The brews potions and pills
To open his own front
And the locksmith makes strong
To bar his to every new breeze that blows

Shall I now put lion's ears upon my
every sound as a roar?
Shall I now put mouse's eyes upon my
Gauge the moon for against my paw?

While the of love
She to me
From and beyond the world

And I observe my
It is playing boy
While at her feet I am

And I remember all female so well
Of such a form to give much joy and ease care
To and let fall the colored gown
And to let down the curling

But now I play seed
And I play three-legged man
I play dream weaver and day bringer
And as catch can

the queen of love
She like a silver dove in my mind's room
And my body down the road
In a dark swoon