Luyện nghe bài hát The Mirror Of the Soul

Brother, there's a man at the gate, he has in his hand;
He says it fell from the sky, should I let him in?
it's an omen, maybe it will take away our sin, our sin.....

'Tis a diamond that he has, the one I've ever seen,
And when he holds it in his hand, it's like the sun,
He says it's from another world, he calls it the mirror of the

We must place it on the high, send the Devil to the fire,
over men we'll have when they see it shine, when they see it shine;

Brother, fetch the Abbot now, him of this wondrous thing,
him that we'll have control of all the riches it will bring;
When come to see it, for money we will purify their souls, their souls;

With my knife kill this man, I'll send him to the Promised Land,
And we take the diamond, we will have the future in our hands,
In our

When we place it on the altar high, send the to the fire,
Power over men we'll have when they see it shine, they see it shine!

That's how it started, that whole new religion, and everywhere,
Had to up all their possessions at the Abb St. Pierre,
But with their gold they buy a redemption, and the promise of
life,
And the centre of it all was a divine,
It was up on the altar high but for the monks it would not shine,
So with subterfuge used the light of the sun, fooling everyone;

It was late at night when a young boy was in there his friends,
And they dared him up to the altar, to touch the gem,
And when he did, the whole place exploded a great and wonderful light,
And people from everywhere to see it,
When he took it from the altar high, everyone make it shine,
the Abbot and his men, for them, no light,
They could not it shine.

And in the end, many the brothers, making confession of the
Things had done,
And the Abbot led that sad procession, as they went the
Gate the place where it had begun;

And all dreams of glory, all their schemes and stories,
Would come to after all,
Because a power greater from the creator
Gave us to light the mirror of the soul,
Only love can light the mirror of the

All through the world, there are many others, who always
they are told,
By men with and regulations, using old superstitions and
Tales to control;

But all dreams of glory, all their schemes and stories,
Will to nothing after all,
Because a power greater from the creator
Gave us to light the mirror of the soul,
Only love can light the of the soul;

They come to nothing all;
Because a power greater from the world's
Gave us love to the mirror of the soul,
Only love can light the of the soul.