Luyện nghe bài hát The Window

Why do you by the window
Abandoned to and pride
The thorn of the in your bosom
The spear of the age in your
in the rages of fragrance
Lost in the rags of
in the waves of a sickness
That the high silver nerves

Oh chosen love, Oh love
Oh tangle of and ghost
Oh darling of angels, demons and
And the whole host
Gentle this

And come from the cloud of anoint
And the cheek of the moon
The New glowing
Why all night in the ruin
And leave no word of
And no observer to mourn
But climb on your tears and be
a rose on its ladder of thorns

Oh love, Oh frozen love...

Then lay rose on the fire
The fire up to the sun
The sun over to splendour
In the arms of the high one
For the holy one of a letter
Dreams of a death
Oh bless thee continuous
Of the word made into flesh

Oh chosen love, Oh love...

Gentle this