Luyện nghe bài hát Telescope

Inside the mouth of a massive volcano,
a is gathering distant fingerprints,
of flying objects that swim in
dazzling clandestine submarines.

We wear the pearly necklace of the Way.
We the dusty tails of run away galaxies.

Looking through our telescope, the eye.

Let's make an empty of honouring silence,
for the recently deceased stars.

Looking through our telescope, the eye.

holes are violating the spatial matrix.
And comets feed the hungry of gravity
Ancient astronomers the upper tapestries.
The body of the soul.

We wear the pearly of the Milky Way.
We the dusty tails of run away galaxies.

through our telescope, the Cyclops eye.