Luyện nghe bài hát Burning Sun

He shows for all this world
of spaceships, to raise him high
What's in his made of fantasies
bodies, all kinda stars

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

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

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

His illusions make him see his wildest come true
Quite the helmsman, his 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,
Near mighty source
Of a day not to end

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