Luyện nghe bài hát The Window

Why do you stand by the
Abandoned to and pride
The thorn of the night in bosom
The of the age in your side
in the rages of fragrance
Lost in the of remorse
Lost in the of a sickness
That the high silver nerves

Oh chosen love, Oh love
Oh tangle of matter and
Oh darling of angels, demons and
And the whole host
Gentle soul

And forth from the cloud of anoint
And kiss the 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
Like a on its ladder of thorns

Oh chosen love, Oh love...

Then lay your rose on the
The fire up to the sun
The sun over to splendour
In the of the high holy one
For the holy one dreams of a
of a letter's death
Oh bless thee continuous
Of the word being into flesh

Oh love, Oh frozen love...

Gentle soul