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

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