Luyện nghe bài hát Telescope

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

We wear the necklace of the Milky Way.
We chase the tails of run away galaxies.

Looking our telescope, the Cyclops eye.

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

Looking our telescope, the Cyclops eye.

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

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

Looking through our telescope, the eye.