Luyện nghe bài hát Sorrow

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the
Plumes of smoke rise and into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning no reason for waking

haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be
He's chained forever to a that's departed
It's not enough, not enough

His blood has & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & way in the night
His hand has at the moment of truth
His step has

One world, one
pass, the river rolls

It's not enough it's not
His has faltered
.... .... ......

And he talks to the river of lost love and
And silent replies swirl invitation
Flow dark and to an oily sea
A intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows this night
And there's dust in my eyes, blinds my sight
And silence speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises