Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Frogs

I sing above my vision, I above my face
A fat old speaker for the dead
Now round ye animals, gather round this lake
And take your vigil wallow in the wake

It was glorious of glories, a maple day
With a pocket full of and eyes as bright as rays
They say, "Walk away, away if you can"
Oh, but one out the village and our caravan began

Traveled to a forest, in the sky
And he ran the buffalo, wrestled with the lions
Every day a Saturday, a summer morn
His skin golden ember due the shine that toad had born

While riding back an eagle, laughing the sun
He an old hairy fairy man upon the river Young
And Sol said, "Fly away, fly away if you can"
But he settled next to the
And said, "I'm my own man, and is my life"
It's my

Head my meter, head above my fate
Can't go back
I got a reason to be fevered, summer waking
Back back when the poor boy was born

Now cross into his fortune, while by the queen
A lone shady shelter beckoning his lean
And in the it takes a pillow to figure out a face
Out in the white tree she rose to take its place

And the battle for his spirit then him to remain
And he fought a Visigoths and cursed the night in vain
She said, "Run away, run if you can"
But last he heard a voice of "I'm my own man and is my life"
He said, is my life"

Off to in her castle, laid upon the
She showered him with daffodils, and tied in his hair
He woke bare for a moment, but she let him weep
With lips of only roses, she him down to sleep

So royal loyal subjects now let your unbend
For here ye traveled tail must sadly meet it's end
What's fate done to our hero, well I cannot
The that I saw him, a reflection in her eye