Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Frogs

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

It was glorious of glories, a April day
With a pocket full of horseflies and as bright as rays
say, "Walk away, walk away if you can"
Oh, but one leap out the village and our began

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

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

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

Now cross his fortune, while enchanted by the queen
A lone shady stood beckoning his lean
And in the time it takes a pillow to out a face
Out from in the white tree she rose to its place

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

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

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