Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost Song

Shake dreams from your
My child, my sweet one
Choose the day, choose the of your day
The divinity
First you see

A radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by its side
And we laugh soft, mad children
Smug in the woolly cotton brains of
The and voices are all around us

Choose they the ancient ones
The has come again
Choose now, they
Beneath the
Beside an lake

Enter again the sweet
the hot dream
Come us
Everything is broken up and

scattered,
On dawns bleeding
Ghosts crowd the childs,
eggshell mind

We assembled inside,
ancient and insane theater
To our lust for our life,
And flee the swarming of the streets.

The barns stormed
The kept,
And only one of all the
To dance and us
From the mockery of words,
inflames temperament.

Ooh great creator of
us one more hour,
To our art
And our lives.

We great golden copulations,
true kings murders
Are allowed to free,
A thousand musicians arise the land
Where are the feast we are

One more

Thank you oh
For the white light
Thank you oh
For the white light

A city rises the sea
I had a splitting
From witch the feature is