Luyện nghe bài hát Clangour And Flutes

Eat the young, taste the
They know a thing about us
Shake their bones, throw out
We make something new out of things

I will be the and you will be the tree

If you go chasing rabbits and you you've gone too far
The lines in your are the map to show you where you are

I be the boat and you will be the sea

And if you would find feelings where should be
them deep before you do something that can't be undone

I will be the fire and you be the home

Any just might damn off the look those eyes will see
A cold wind's blowing, the cold wind that came me

I be the forest and you will be the dead tree

Eat the young, the blood
Stab the night water knives
Shake their bones let them know that there are rodents in eyes

I will be the lumberjack and you will be the