Luyện nghe bài hát Arithmetic

Someone to to
never to erase
One you to
Without, is not a trace

Of to this metaphor
It's right that door

my arthmetic
You my sun shine
the road I pick
You're that friend of

Arrows from
Plan all the
That's how I you
so much a part of me

Now everyday is a to be
You know, you must see that

my arthmetic
You my sun shine
You're the road I
You're friend of mine

The in this life,
Oh I falter and the roll in

But the breath of resounds
anciently and I begin...

For when the lord I'll see
he'll ask of me...

Who's your
Who made sun shine?
How was the you picked?
Speak of the you find

To my altitude
Adjust my
A truer screen
Moves in of me

A arithmetic
Stirring of me