Luyện nghe bài hát Wayfarer

Sing to me a romance,
That trod the starry roads.
All ye dust-strewn travellers,
To the hearthside!
seest thou, wayfarer,
Upon thy journey to a sun?

Caves of candlelight amethyst imbued,
Opal skulls of opal decorating tombs!
Woods of columned supporting ceilings breathing blue,
Seascapes fill'd poison, lonely, waiting for the few
Final scarlet to march into the scorching fumes!

Stalks of lazuli groaning against a tired breeze,
Sparkling in the moonlight, and owls' eyes in sapphire trees,
to one year of moons that hang on petals in the air!
Growing ghosts in pots upon a silent windowsill,
Built into the side of nothing built into a hill!

A cage that housed a nightingale was hung a shepherd's crook;
He lightly stepp'd across the tide, his effervescing.
Boughs dipped their lovely heads into the of one-thousand tiers
To admire an Absinthe floodgate, and a gallery.

Morning, and the fade
Like lovers' gazes their hour.
sunrise wait forever
For its

Farewell, wayfarer,
I'll bless your name I dream of you.