Luyện nghe bài hát The Fading Tale

The is lamenting over
The fate of victims
Despite the that about the Drama
On the of her ensnare soul
They are

Desolate scene the old tree's neck
for justice from the stormy sky
On the faded pictures
Among shards, raspberries scattered

Only stream of blood
Was fouling porcelain
A figure of the beloved in the glassy
The sweetness of her
Was absorbing crowd's

In the the troubled eyes
Have true emotions
The knife was still
The lover
Which was scalding
She has it straight away...

Bitter wine on wedding day
She'd drinking it in loneliness
In the circle of crowd
silence instead of scream
She had desirous of what
She shouldn't have dreamt

Playing a part of a beautiful
Was not her
The old neck within the sight
To put to death her

Desolate scenes under the old neck
Waiting for from the stormy sky
On the dark pictures
Among shards, were scattered