Luyện nghe bài hát The Ensemble Of Silence

And the moon is on the wave, gliding gently into me,
on silent wings the night comes there,
as my longs to thee...

...for in my hand I still hold the rose froze long times ago,
its leafs have withered, it ceased to - left in me is woe.

The of love, is o so sweet, but bitter is regret,
I knew at sunset I would meet the ascending of dread.

Before my eyes curtains fall,
The dark and gentle haze of the night, greedily all.

The
"Woe to him whose heart is with bitter rue and who drowns in grief"

In the silence of the night I myself,
it makes me drunken its sweet blue sound.

In the of solitude
I fear no more the solemn realms of
No single from my lips as I drink the wine of bitterness
My heart is nevermore
for I that all may end
I and the poetry of the night
Now one....

Just I and the poetry of the night, now one,
The ensemble of silence plays so for me...