Luyện nghe bài hát Child of the Wind

I the pounding of hooves
I love engines that
I love the wild music of on the shore
And the spiral of a hawk when it soars
Love my woman down to the core

There's roads and there's
And they call, can't you it?
Roads of the
And of the spirit
The best of all
Are the ones aren't certain
One of those is where you'll me
Till drop the big curtain

Hear the wind
In the bright sky
mountains are waiting
and dry
I'm too old for the
But I'll use it
I'll be a of the wind
the end of my days

Little round
In a big
Sometimes it looks
Sometimes it cursed
Depends on you look at obviously
But even it depends on the way that you see
Hear the moan
In the diamond sky
These are waiting
and dry
I'm too old for the
But use it anyway
be a child of the wind
Till the end of my