Luyện nghe bài hát Than the Serpents in My Hands

Dorme, meu menino
no mar dos sargaos
que mais vale o mar a
que as nos meus braos
Cesriny

And all life as you know it

all ghostlike lips taste the

What better comfort can you
Than the serpents in my

Sleep, now my child
In the sea of crystal
For better is the sigh
all that you leave behind

In your eyes a so subtle
you walk, but never fly
To leave us all

And when all life as you it

all ghostlike lips taste the

What better can you find
Than the in my arms

Down, terrible child
To at it is a sin
For better is to that smile
Than all that you behind

In eyes a mark so subtle
you walk, but never fly
To us all behind

And when all as you know it

all lips taste just the

What comfort can you find
the serpents in my arms