Luyện nghe bài hát Sisyphus

I've your fame chase the wind
Like a on fire
Self-portrait of a vane
In windy turning

My moves me without moving
Thoughts and words elude me
As Sisyphus and Tantalus call my

for the day
The day when my love becomes my
for the day
The day when my love becomes my

of sand down the throat
Of a choir
Stains on Monet
La gare St.

My love moves me moving
Thoughts escape and elude me
As Sisyphus and Tantalus call my

Roll the stone just a little
Give the bird just a little more
For the hill by the

My love moves me without
escape and words elude me
As Sisyphus and Tantalus my name