Luyện nghe bài hát The Ascetic

Everyday I go upon the
Climb to the top, but I don't what for.
It's until I hear a voice from the mountain
It "beware of what you want...it might want you more!

Ashes...my hut...
But like cherries blooming from the hill
One of my patients...just before he
And just I left the hospital and began to travel
If he could face so calmly, how can I face life with
So much doubt? now...i sit on the of a mountain,
And watch the shadows filling the valleys below.
But not the doubts that still linger,
And constantly the edges of my shadowy interior...
At least a expels impurities,
In a manner of model effeciencies. and my profession
Always at offered that. fully vasectomies in clean and
places. a sterile feel, seals from infecti[b,
But not from disease. I often wonder if I anyone behind?
But somehow, I just can't remember. only an try
To find a better way. but somehow...i believe this is it!
I about india, and the hindu concept of life,
To be so loved...and understand the space between and
Perception. and now...it seems that I there...