🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Beloved - Virgin Black

 How many  will I look at you?
 Allured by the scent  your death
 And the savage  to a suffering soul
  in a strangled song
 
 I  soothed from anger into sorrow
  they knot their wreaths about my limbs
  me understand the stench in my mind
 Why do  impair our vision?
 
  anyone taste my blood?
 I  clung, quivering, with bruised flesh
 Christendom rise a dress 
 What delicious tears  made me shed
 
 Beloved, how many times I look  you
 With  breath, and unguarded heart?
 Like a cradled  you hold me
  hysterical affection, to console this loss)
 
 Beloved
 Their semblance of  curses your beauty
 In the blindness  my distress
  your dense black eyes
 I  your silent grief