Luyện nghe bài hát The Libertine's Dream

On a bed of silken he lay his head
The edged in gold and red

A palace in his prison
A feast for all, really only bread

Those walls out the world
Leaving him to up his own instead

He dreams, he dreams, he dreams, he
And

A fantasy of sensuality
His

Where only straw the more his mind
desire and fire

His thoughts pour out the page
His thirst is never quenched, tired

He dreams, he dreams, he dreams, he
And
He dreams, he dreams, he dreams, he
And
He dreams, he dreams, he dreams, he
And
And

He himself a fortress
it with the lusty, beautiful and wise

Fantasy to
His kingdom is a for desire

And he the within his walls
Deliberately locks the world

He dreams, he dreams, he dreams, he
And

He dreams, he dreams, he dreams, he
And
He dreams, he dreams, he dreams, he
And
And

All the divine
A of pleasure in his mind

But a little sad for all these things he had
He and serves his time

With a wicked he tastes his freedom
And out to realise

His dreams, his dreams, his dreams, his
His
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