🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Ensemble Of Silence - Empyrium

 And again the moon  on the wave, gliding gently into me,
 on  wings the night comes from there,
 as my  longs to thee...
 
 ...for in my hand I still hold  rose that froze long times ago,
 its leafs have withered, it ceased to grow -  in me is woe.
 
 The wine of love, is o so  but bitter is regret,
 I knew at sunset  would meet the ascending veils of dread.
 
  my eyes nocturnal curtains fall,
 The dark and gentle haze  the night, greedily devours all.
 
 The Night:
 "Woe to him whose heart is filled with bitter  and who drowns in grief"
 
  the silence of the night I loose myself,
 it  me drunken with its sweet blue sound.
 
 In the drunk'ness of 
 I fear no  the solemn realms of death
 No single sigh from my lips as I drink the  of bitterness
 My  is aching nevermore
 for I know that all  end
  I and the poetry of the night
 Now  one....
 
 Just I and  poetry of the night, now forever one,
 The ensemble  silence plays so beautiful for me...