🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Song Of Myself - Nightwish

 Nightwish
 Song  Myself lyrics
 [1. From A Dusty 
 
 [2. All That Great Heart  Still]
 
 The nightingale is still locked in  cage
 The deep breath I took still  my lungs
 An old  sheltering me from the blue
  bathing on it's dead frozen leaves
 
 A catnap in the ghost town  my heart
 She dreams of storytime and the  ghosts
  mermaids, of Whitman's and the rude
 Raving harlequins, gigantic 
 
 A song of mea  in need
 Of  courageous symphony
 A verse of mea verse in 
 Of a ppure-heart singing me  peace
 
 All that great heart lying still and  dying
 All that great  lying still on an angelwing
 
 All  great heart lying still
 In  suffering
 Smiling like a clown until the show has come  an end
 What is left for 
 Is  same old dead boy's song
 Sung  silence
 All that great heart lying still  slowly dying
 All that great heart lying  on an angelwing
 
 A midnight flight into  Woods
 A princess  a panther by m side
 These are Territories I  for
 I'd still give mt everything to love you 
 
 [3.  Black]
 
 A silent 
  hollow opus #1, 2, 3
 
 Sometimes the  is piano black
 Piano black  cleansing waters
 
 Resting pipes,  of bore
 Rusting keys  a door
 
 Sometimes the within is piano 
 Piano  over cleansing waters
 
 All  great heart lying still and slowly dying
 All that great heart lying  on an angelwing
 
 [4. Love]
 
  see a slow, simple youngster by a busy street,
 With a begging  in his shaking hand.
 Trying to smile but hurting infinitely. Nobody 
  do, but walk by.
 
 An old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in  attic
 It's half-light and  in tears.
 When he finally comes his eyes are 
 
 I see a  dog in a pungent alley. He tries to bite me.
 All pride has left his  eyes.
 I wish I had  leg to spare.
 
 A mother visits her son, smiles to him through the 
 She's  loved him more.
 
 An  girl enters an elevator with me.
 All dressed up fancy, a green butterfly on  neck.
 Terribly sweeet perfume  me.
  going to dinner alone.
  makes her even more beautiful.
 
 I see a  face on a brick wall.
 A statue  porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill.
 A city that  flesh.
 
 The 1st thing I ever  was a wandering
 Man telling his 
 It was you, the grass under my  feet
 The campfire in the dead of 
 The heavenly black of sky and 
 
  was us
 Roaming  rainy roads, combing the guilded beaches
 Waking up to a new gallery of wonders  morn
 Bathing  places no-one's seen before
 Shipwrecked on some  island
  in nothing but the surf - beauty's finest robe
 
 Beyond all mortality we are, swinging in the breath  nature
 In  air of the dawn of life
 A sight to silence the 
 
 I want to travel where life 
 Following  permanent lead
 Where the air tastes  snow music
 Where grass  like fresh-born Eden
 I would pass no  no stranger, no tragedy or rapture
 I would bathe in a world of 
  goodness and simplicity
 (While violated and imprisoned by 
 
 The thought of my family's graves  the only moment
  used to experience true love
 That love  infintie,
 As I'll never be the  my father is
 
 How can you  be yourself"
 When you don't know who  are?
 Stop saying "I know how  feel"
 How could anyone know how  feels?
 
 Who am I to  a priest, beggar,
 Whore, politician, 
 I am, you  all of them already
 
 Dear  stop working, go play
 Forget  rule
 There's no fear in  dream
 
  there a village inside this snowflake?"
 -  child asked me
 "What's the colour of our 
 
 I've never been so close to  as then
 I  it's silver lining
 
 Death is the winner in any 
 Nothing noble in  for your religion
 For your 
 For  for faith
 For another  yes
 
 Paper  dead without words
 Ink idle without a 
 All the  dead without stories
 Without love  disarming beauty
 
  realism costs souls
 
 Ever seen the  smile?
 Allt he care for the world made Beautiful a sad 
 Why do we  carry a device of torture around our necks?
 Oh, how rotten  pre-apocalypse is
 All you bible-black fools  over nightmare ground
 
 I see all  empty cradles and wonder
 If man  never change
 
  too, wish to be a decent manboy but all I am
  smoke and mirrors
 Still given everything, may  be deserving
 
 And there forever remains the change from G  E minor