Luyện nghe bài hát Through the Horned Clouds

I see faces
through the horned clouds
In the cities
They call me so

Come through the
through the foam
Come at the world's
Call the home

Dearest child, child
high
Please let our fancy die
Till all the grapes are gathered the vine

When you
Will you the harp?
to the blind
Cat's eyes in the

Oh, we know you
For you are
You who
so far

Sweetest fair, fair
high
Don't let them cut that before it's time
For all the to be gathered from the vine

He again
She comes
Through the mist of
the mist of rain

No words
My brims over
In the sea of
Rows for the shore

Most high, most
We who sworn
By the and the unborn
Wheels within wheels, oh, high