Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient Philosophy

Change the mood joy to sadness
Because sad is the I sing
On in deep meditations
On horses running on the shore at dawn

to fly
To fly in the of art
To plunge in her whirls
To sin by thoughts of god

But I wasted the dawn
And this is not to be by any heaven
So look and see I'll a picture

Filled with so many questions and that divine
But instead of an angel I'll a man
For the paint set so
Would wash away its