🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Song Of Myself - Nightwish

 Nightwish
 Song Of  lyrics
 [1. From A  Bookshelf]
 
 [2. All  Great Heart Lying Still]
 
 The  is still locked in the cage
 The deep breath  took still poisons my lungs
 An old oak sheltering me from the 
 Sun bathing on  dead frozen leaves
 
 A catnap in the ghost town of  heart
 She dreams of storytime and the river 
 Of  of Whitman's and the rude
  harlequins, gigantic toys
 
 A song of mea  in need
 Of  courageous symphony
 A verse  mea verse in need
 Of a ppure-heart singing me to 
 
 All that great heart lying still and slowly 
 All that great  lying still on an angelwing
 
 All that  heart lying still
 In silent 
 Smiling like a clown  the show has come to an end
 What is left for 
 Is  same old dead boy's song
 Sung  silence
 All that  heart lying still and slowly dying
 All  great heart lying still on an angelwing
 
  midnight flight into Covington Woods
 A princess and a panther by m 
 These are Territories I live 
 I'd still  mt everything to love you more
 
  Piano Black]
 
 A silent 
  hollow opus #1, 2, 3
 
 Sometimes the sky is  black
 Piano black  cleansing waters
 
 Resting pipes, verse  bore
 Rusting keys without  door
 
 Sometimes  within is piano black
 Piano black over cleansing 
 
 All that great heart  still and slowly dying
 All that great heart lying still on  angelwing
 
 [4. Love]
 
 I  a slow, simple youngster by a busy street,
 With a begging bowl  his shaking hand.
 Trying to smile but hurting  Nobody notices.
  do, but walk by.
 
 An old man gets naked and kisses a  in his attic
 It's  and he's in tears.
 When he finally comes his eyes are 
 
 I see a beaten dog in a pungent alley. He  to bite me.
 All pride  left his wild eyes.
 I wish I had my leg  spare.
 
 A mother visits her son, smiles to  through the bars.
 She's never loved him 
 
  obese girl enters an elevator with me.
 All  up fancy, a green butterfly on her neck.
  sweeet perfume deafens me.
 She's  to dinner alone.
 That makes her even more 
 
 I see a model's face  a brick wall.
 A  of porcelain perfection beside a violent city kill.
 A city that worships 
 
 The 1st thing  ever heard was a wandering
 Man telling  story
  was you, the grass under my bare feet
 The campfire  the dead of night
 The heavenly black of sky  sea
 
 It was 
  the rainy roads, combing the guilded beaches
 Waking up to a new gallery of  every morn
  in places no-one's seen before
 Shipwrecked on  matt-painted island
 Clad  nothing but the surf - beauty's finest robe
 
 Beyond all mortality we are, swinging  the breath of nature
 In early air of the dawn  life
 A sight to silence  heavens
 
 I want  travel where life travels,
  it's permanent lead
 Where the air tastes  snow music
 Where grass smells  fresh-born Eden
 I would pass no man, no stranger, no tragedy or 
 I would bathe  a world of sensation
 Love, goodness and 
 (While  and imprisoned by technology)
 
  thought of my family's graves was the only moment
  used to experience true love
 That  remains infintie,
 As I'll  be the man my father is
 
 How can  "just be yourself"
 When you  know who you are?
  saying "I know how you feel"
  could anyone know how another feels?
 
 Who am I to judge  priest, beggar,
 Whore,  wrongdoer?
 I am, you are, all of them 
 
 Dear child, stop  go play
 Forget  rule
 There's no fear  a dream
 
 "Is there a village inside this 
  a child asked me
 "What's the colour of  lullaby?"
 
 I've never been so close to  as then
 I touched it's  lining
 
 Death is the winner  any war
 Nothing noble in dying for  religion
 For your 
 For  for faith
  another man, yes
 
  is dead without words
 Ink idle without a 
 All the  dead without stories
 Without love  disarming beauty
 
 Careless  costs souls
 
 Ever  the Lord smile?
 Allt he care for  world made Beautiful a sad man?
 Why do we still carry a device  torture around our necks?
 Oh, how rotten your pre-apocalypse 
 All you  fools living over nightmare ground
 
 I see all  empty cradles and wonder
 If man will  change
 
  too, wish to be a decent manboy but all I am
 Is  and mirrors
 Still given everything,  I be deserving
 
 And  forever remains the change from G to E minor