Luyện nghe bài hát Acony Bell

The fairest bloom the know
Is not an Iris or a rose
But little flower of which tell
Known as acony bell

Just a simple so small and plain
With a pearly hue and a known name
But the yellow birds when they see it bloom
For they know spring is coming soon

Well, it makes its home mid the rocks and the
Where the snow lie deep on the hills
And it tells the world, "Why should I
This ice and snow is melt away"

And so I'll sing that yellow bird's
For the troubled times soon be gone