Luyện nghe bài hát . . . And Then It Passes

The it allows at first
The change is through the air
The mother of nature discontently

As tends to whisper defiance
Thinks it´s surprising, fully
Heavily unwelcomed, purposely
There to
A more whiskey warmth
Had my fills of hearts and lost souls

ember grey, dismal drear
Catastrophic in its own right
as low as low
Unfortunately cold is
Scold the whore
For shaking the season´s

as always
Suspiciously into
proportions
An emblem of frigid
And desolate

The is now
An icy adversary of a sort
blue lunacy in the eyes
No but to hibernate
Against skies

bitterness

Blizzard
at the fine line of your neck
Horrendous
disfiguration
Beaten red raw by the fist

Pummelled considerably
Frozen bricks hold the spirit
Destined to the elusive shelter
Set reclusion from the numbing mind

Winteresque portrait
miserably white

Living
Postponed in
cessated
Untimely
This persistance

Our fine friends
smarter than they appear
Should´ve scrambled to join
On these that are so feared

Ferocious gusts, winds
bales, infinitized
Unbeareble
like a rat in a maze
Just when you enough was too much
For the desperate masses... and it passes