Luyện nghe bài hát Clangour And Flutes

Eat the young, taste the
don't know a thing about us
Shake their bones, them out
We something new out of things lost

I will be the lumberjack and you will be the

If you go chasing rabbits and you know gone too far
The lines in hands are the map to show you where you are

I will be the boat and you be the sea

And if you would find feelings should be none
Bury them deep before you do something that can't be

I be the fire and you will be the home

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

I will be the and you will be the dead tree

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

I will be the lumberjack and you be the tree