🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Court Of The Crimson King - King Crimson

 The  chains of prison moons
 Are shattered by the 
  walk a road, horizons change
 The  begun.
 The purple piper plays his 
 The  softly sing;
  lullabies in an ancient tongue,
 For the court of the  king.
 
  keeper of the city keys
 Put shutters on  dreams.
 I wait outside the  door
 With  schemes.
 The  queen chants
  funeral march,
 The cracked brass bells will 
  summon back the fire witch
 To the  of the crimson king.
 
  gardener plants an evergreen
 Whilst trampling on a 
 I chase the wind of a prism 
 To taste the sweet and 
 The  juggler lifts his hand;
  orchestra begin.
 As slowly  the grinding wheel
 In the  of the crimson king.
 
 On soft grey mornings widows 
 The wise men share  joke;
  run to grasp divining signs
 To  the hoax.
 The yellow jester does not 
 But  pulls the strings
 And smiles  the puppets dance
 In the court of  crimson king