Luyện nghe bài hát Time and Good Fortune

Drifter, what about her
Drifter, how an explanation?
Where you go when you
And why you let her feed?
On all that truth you so dear
But never let near

No one
My, we love?
No one

No, to the quiet
No, to the phrases
No, to the utter of
Time and fortune

of the poetry
Of Pater, Proust and
are you to do but sleep
When are you to stop and
For all your
To mate with your own

No one
My, we love?
No one

No, to the gazes
No, to the splintered
No, to the utter of
Time and good

Singer, will the say it?
Singer, would such change it?
A whole life spent tuning strings
And it now mean anything?
But chords that only bring
An endless, sorrowing

No one
My, don't we
No one

No, to the frightened
No, to the stuttered
No, to the waste of
Time and good

Time and good
and good fortune