Luyện nghe bài hát The Ascetic

Everyday I go upon the
to the top, but I don't know what for.
It's quiet until I hear a from the mountain
It say's "beware of you want...it might want you more!

Ashes...my hut...
But beautiful like blooming from the hill
One of my patients...just before he
And just before I left the hospital and began to
If he could face death so calmly, how can I face with
So doubt? now...i sit on the side of a mountain,
And watch the shadows filling the valleys below.
But not without the that still linger,
And caress the edges of my shadowy interior...
At least a cathater impurities,
In a manner of model effeciencies. and my previous
Always at offered that. fully vasectomies in clean and
places. a sterile feel, seals from infecti[b,
But not from disease. I often wonder if I left anyone
But somehow, I just remember. only an oddly-defined try
To find a better way. but somehow...i don't believe is it!
I about india, and the hindu concept of life,
To be so loved...and understand the between reality and
Perception. and now...it seems I live there...