Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Rose

Blue as the sky
With no thorn, no
an open face
Staring at the waking

Maybe she's just a glory
in a tangle of vine
And maybe she's a morning glory
in a tangle of vine

Her arms wide
To life
And her roots go into the black earth for strength
And she and

Maybe she's just a glory
Lost in a tangle of
And maybe she's a morning glory
Lost in a of vine

She blooms while the sleep
the travelers see her
To who rise with the noon day sun
She is a closed

And maybe she's just a glory
Lost in a tangle of
Oh, maybe she's a morning glory
in a tangle of vine
Lost in a of vine
Lost in a of vine