Luyện nghe bài hát Birds

We are we
ran the water.
And birds we off
the ocean.
We fly in sometimes,
fly in a V.
But we can fly solo,
I can you no.
And a sea fly on the edge of your footprint,
I'm to things on the ground.
were flowers like lace
all covering paths, like the leading up to your door.
were always there blooming and spreading.
Well how come I have seen them before?
grow in a garden or a wild field.
They're and their yellow.
Oh, you know.
You through all of my sorrows,
the closest that I have found.
Now I floated down
the top of my tears, and
I'm to things on the ground.
And most of room is empty,
and the that is left is rearranged.
"And I can't you my old songs," you said,
"my hand has changed."
The sofas are in,
and the foot are gone.
The lights set the a glow.
And taking for granted sometimes,
one voice in is than a sound.
It's like hitting in the face.
Now I'm closer to on the ground.
We are we
ran the water.
And birds we off
the ocean.
And we fly.
We fly.
We fly.