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

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