Luyện nghe bài hát The Thesis's Seasons

[Experiencing
Through sonorous lands my float
Mesmerized by an harmonious
Which are leaping from a string
I'm the tuner; I'm controlling the pin

The cycle of symmetry, a continuous
Recital of its method, our way to confirm the
It is reflected in the that we rune,
Like the twelve-tone that builds this tune

[Watching
and order, two branches on the creation tree
Twins of opposites, but balancing the
children swinging the seesaw in glee
Unknowing malice, destruction and odium

Arranged in patterns, in a ooze
A complicated network of views
Micro and cosmos flexibility,
An ingenious interplay elemental sophistry

chaos:]
Constantly, havoc falling down
In the structural circus, a morbid
it's needed to progress the creation,
The reflux of comes through devastation

Like an untuned singer in the choir,
A mad that serves the eating fire,
Its sequence is on repeat,
subverted, then complete

But times they say,
"mens molem"

So we to figure out our origin,
To undress our