Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient Ways

Southern
through your hair
I shut my
In silent

A distant
In the sky
You hold my
We to fly

The rolls in
And stands still
I see it all
It's crystal

The of time
Are washed
The is gone
We fly

ways
Of wisdom
They're of me
They're in my

I their ways
guide my hand
I write words
To
This

in a circle
A bright flame
Pounding the
As we
In the
rising higher
Ghost of your
Hangs in the winter air

be afraid
Don't away
these words
Will you the way

in the mirror
Look inside
Now your clothes
Now drink wine

faces
Familiar
I the power
I control

be you're teacher
Forget what learned
No need for
And no for words.

in a circle
A bright flame
the drums
As we
In the
Flames higher
Ghost of breath
Hangs in the winter air

in a circle
A bright burning
Pounding the
As we
In the
rising higher
Ghost of breath
Hangs in the winter air