Luyện nghe bài hát The Great Distance

a noise than a dying breath
mirrors on the side of the paper
a need to control this
something never quite understand

what would these holes
marks left by the needle
tonight the turn into keys
and we

this was the day of losing
a sea of where i go
stuck somewhere a blick and a tear
and the great

it was just a ghost of a voice
i thought i once
nothing of the like
maybe it was a
i thought i saw by
nothing

"Better to die, and to
The never sleep, than linger on,
And dare to live, the soul's life is gone."
(496BC-406-5BC)]