Luyện nghe bài hát The Ascetic

Everyday I go the mountain
Climb to the top, but I know what for.
It's quiet until I hear a voice the mountain
It say's "beware of what you want...it want you more!

Ashes...my hut...
But like cherries blooming from the hill
One of my patients...just he died
And just before I left the hospital and began to
If he could death so calmly, how can I face life with
So doubt? now...i sit on the side of a mountain,
And the shadows slowly filling the valleys below.
But not without the that still linger,
And constantly the edges of my shadowy interior...
At least a expels impurities,
In a manner of model effeciencies. and my previous
Always at offered that. fully vasectomies in clean and
Well-lit places. a feel, seals from infecti[b,
But not from disease. I often wonder if I left behind?
But somehow, I just can't remember. only an try
To find a better way. but somehow...i don't this is it!
I think about india, and the concept of life,
To be so loved...and the space between reality and
Perception. and now...it seems I live there...