Luyện nghe bài hát Centennial Legend

He was Nineteenhundred 'TD'
In the ship's belly his cradle
Had no birthday and no land for
The has no bounds Virginian sounds

And he the world from inside
The ballroom of splendid
And on the grand
His hands as butterflies

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

Old tells a story
Old still echoes in here
Old lies rusted in the port
And the best years away

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

But this was God's
He on the gangway there
He couldn't leave
The sea to

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

And when the whole world's
The music will stay
And if a story's worth to
The end be far away
The final notes lie mute upon the

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

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

And when the whole leaving
The music will stay
And if a worth to tell
The end be far away
The final notes lie upon the sand

And in this end
Final notes lie mute upon