Luyện nghe bài hát Sorrows Of The Moon

This evening the dreams more lazily
As fair woman lost in cushions deep
With gentle hand listlessly
The of her breasts before she sleeps, oh

On velvet backs of soft
She lies enraptured as she dies
And on white visions aloft
Which a blossoming to heaven rise

When on this globe, in indolence
She lets a secret tear drop down, by
A set against oblivion

Oh, takes in his this pale and furtive tear
This opal drop where rainbow hues
And hides it in his breast far the sun