Luyện nghe bài hát Spitshine Sonata

I my voice in the fire
I my eyes
at your eclipse

I was a child
My father's
My father's

Such delicate
Keep toward the horizon
As we keep starving for beauty

We are with distance
Starving for beauty
We are with distance
Grieving for his

We are sick with
We are with distance
We are sick with
We are with distance

You keep me on my
Mummified in arms
You me on my knees
Mummified in arms

You me on my knees
Mummified in arms
This is the chance that you will get
To breathe my into his chest

I lost my in the fire
I my eyes
Staring at your

I was a child
My favorite

Such arms
Keep reaching the horizon

the deaf find peace
Only the won't reach
Only the deaf find
Only the blind won't