Luyện nghe bài hát Big Sky

The is on me
all time is
i'm going down to
to stem the of years
Big sky me
overhead
I get lifted up
I falling at your feet
I'm looking over fields
the white sands
And our human
And all waiting here
the seed

It's coming againGathering the to claim a harvest
I'm lifted i stand
On the never-ending
I'm coming to a sense of

through the barley
your early
A rising choir of
fields of summer green
It's all over
I've no
We're a row of unlit candles
Waiting the of saints
I'm living on the
the moment
And the miles
The far streching
All the lines of the

It's coming the windReturning to claim a harvest

I'm lifted where i
On the neverending
I'm coming to a of home

The of ancient shine
On ordinary lives
We joyed went to the of harvest

So open up the
up the sand
Returning again in