Luyện nghe bài hát Anchors

Hold close treasures
The very measure of value here
Within these shining

Now, raise them
They'll last forever if careful now
If you lock them all, lock down

Wrapped in Your precious
Spun from gold, from gold
Useless, you're reaching
Dead and cold, dead and

This you've trusted
Polished and has you safe, secure
You lie in sleep

One flash, happened
A last desperate
Now the weight falls
But have you too deep, to breathe

Wrapped in your cloak
Spun from gold, spun gold
Useless, you're reaching
Dead and cold, and cold

Your chest is tight, held in death's
As your eyes lift up, can you see your
One fleeting glance, at the shine below
One freedom chance, surrendered to the cold
useless gold

Wrapped in precious cloak
Spun from gold, from gold
Useless, reaching back
and cold, dead and cold