Luyện nghe bài hát Remains

Sweeping winds of passion
Find the four who wander
halls their scarlet laughter
Is heard from places shaded
Eyes are lined with black of
Lips all touched in scarlet
velvet, lace and chains
What have known such grace as this?

Here let us lay for age has sung its last day
Under the moon's watch
(Black is the coffin in which our lie)
remains of the time of our glory
Stand our temple fell
(Black are the mirrors to which our fly)

Pale hands beneath the white lights
In rhythm with the darkness
follow void of meaning
To stand in shadows as if
Boots are laced through shining
line the greying hall
The dance goes on but without you
As winter turns to see the

Here let us lay for this age as its last days
Under the moon's watch
(Black are the coffins in which our lie)
Silver remains of the time of our
Stand our temple fell
(Black are the mirrors to our fears fly)

Through warmest nights of skies
My eyes find another life
Where we hoped to ever be
The onl who understood
We now must face the truth
That little matters now
For what we felt forever
Inside the by the sea