Luyện nghe bài hát Burning Sun

He shows disdain for all this
Dreams of spaceships, to him high
What's in his head's of fantasies
Celestial bodies, all kinda

In a different time he'd fly, leave his pretty behind
Pass all planets, make his way through our - and

in awe at the burning sun
A tangled mesh, insane,
infinite mighty source
Of a day not to end

Spends his days on a it seems
Go and him, ask what it's like
He'd smile and turn, as if
Concealing something, ain't for real

His make him see his wildest dreams come true
the helmsman, his hands clenched on some steering wheel and

Gape in awe at the sun
A mesh, insane, divine
Near mighty source
Of a day not to end

Gape in awe at the sun
A tangled mesh, insane,
infinite mighty source
Of a day not to end

in awe at the burning sun
A tangled mesh, insane,
Near mighty source
Of a day not
A day not
A day not to end