Luyện nghe bài hát The Window

Why do you by the window
to beauty and pride
The thorn of the in your bosom
The spear of the age in side
Lost in the rages of
Lost in the rags of
Lost in the waves of a
loosens the high silver nerves

Oh chosen love, Oh frozen
Oh tangle of matter and
Oh darling of angels, and saints
And the broken-hearted host
this soul

And come from the cloud of anoint
And kiss the of the moon
The New Jerusalem
Why tarry all night in the
And leave no of discomfort
And leave no to mourn
But on your tears and be silent
a rose on its ladder of thorns

Oh chosen love, Oh love...

Then lay your on the fire
The give 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 stutter
Of the word made into flesh

Oh chosen love, Oh love...

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