Luyện nghe bài hát The Sleepwalkers

At night, this army, ranks unbroken by dissent,
Is moved into action and pace does not relent.
In step, with precision, these dancers of the night
against the darkness. How implacable their might!
Eyes un-dulled by moon, arms and legs akimbo,
They walk and live, hoping soon to from this limbo.
Their minds, the dawn of the day,
Shall never know what's waiting insight away.
Too far, too soon.

Senses dimmed in semi-sentience, only wheeling this plane,
Only seeing images prematurely curtailed by the brain,
But breathing, living, knowing in some at least
The soul which the matter of both Beauty and the Beast.
From what tooth or claw does spring,
From what flesh and does passion?
Both cut the air with the pendulum's swing
In deadly but fashion.
And every range of feeling is in the dream
And every logic's reeling in the of the scream
The sting.
And though I may be and reality stalls
I know the meaning of sight and that's all
And nothing.

The of the night advance,
Infectiously, their dance
Gathers to the fold -
In the whole raw world
Will pace same steps on
the same bitter end.

Somnolent muster now the dancing
Forsake the of their secure beds,
Awaken to a whose depths they dread,
As if the ground tread
give way
Beneath the solemn weight of conception.
I'd search the hidden corners of all world,
reason of the sensory whorl
If I had time,
But the dream is ended.

Tonight, you lay down to the sweetness of your sleep
Do you question your surrender to the from Lover's Leap
Or the anaesthetic darkness take hold on its very own?
Does your body rise in service with not one dissenting
These waking of life and death
In the are twisted and buckled,
Lashes flicker, a of breath,
Skin at the knuckles.
The of sleepwalkers shake their limbs and are loose
And I am a talker, I can phrase no excuse
Not to again.
In the of the nighttime I belong
And I, you, must dance to that moonlight song
And in the end I too pay the cost of this life.
If all is lost none is
And how could we what we've never owned?
Oh, I'd out every knowledge that I could find,
all the mysteries of mind,
If I had time,
If I had time,
But soon my is ended.