Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Plague

(gregorian chants)

the bell
the black has struck
diseased eyes upwards
as if knowing which direction their will travel
(bring out dead)
a woman in cries
as the procession passes by
and monks moan en

(gregorian chants)

the yet clean pounds upon the castle door
for it is safer inside the
their knocking pounds a dull tone across the quiet, courtyard
the bodies of unfortuates in the hot sun outside the castle walls
and ignorant of all facts plunder the diseased corpses for remaining riches.
(bring out dead)
and the bell on

a man walks the castle walls on the outside
the light from his lamp dancing shadows as he
he tends the
gives comfort to all he can for dying and crying man
but he it most for the children
(unclean)
glisten on his cheek
did man ever deserve this
and not all will die, just the
for the rich are inside the walls
and he knows he be with them
and they laugh at this of a man
the stone fortress windows
and the tolls on

(unclean)
and many deaths and days later
many tears have been cry cried but in
for tears can erase the pain of death
only time has talent
his hands are now blistered but this man on
the element of sanity that the people look to him for answers and he answers all
and the tolls on inside the castle wall
(bring out dead)

the are now buried and the plague is at its end
life for the flowers again
breathe fresh air like they did once before
and is not a sound from beyond the castle walls
the bell has
and silence is heard
and the peasants outside wonder happened within
in their bones they feel is wrong
the bell has been silent too long
for many days not one soul has stirred from the stone fortress where the people live
no one and no one went
fear can do many strange
and though water ran low
their mouths burnt and bellys dry
not one person put a outside
no one had much courage
for they feared the peasants and their world
so played it safe and didn't move
but one by one they and died