Luyện nghe bài hát Centennial Legend

He was named Nineteenhundred
In the belly lies his cradle
Had no birthday and no land for
The ocean has no Virginian sounds

And he faced the world from
The of splendid skies
And on the grand
His hands as butterflies

He for the rich and for the poor
the hearts of all
The world could have beneath his feet
the call, the voice of the sea

Old tells a story
Old piano still in here
Old ship rusted in the port
And the best fade away

The splendor has
Not he saw could hold him back
It was what he see
was no end in this town, keys so eternally

But this was God's
He heard on the gangway
He leave forever
The sea to

Bow and stern all the wishes
(Wishes to yearn)
The world outside is a
(A dream, long time gone)

And when the whole world's
The music will always
And if a worth to tell
The end be far away
The final notes lie mute the sand

When land is a too big
A woman out of
A too far, a whiff too strong
He didn't for anyone

Bow and stern all the wishes
(Wishes to yearn)
The outside is a dream
(A lone dream, long gone)

And when the whole world's
The music will always
And if a story's to tell
The end will be far
The final lie mute upon the sand

And in this end
notes lie mute upon sand