Luyện nghe bài hát Court Of The Crimson King

The rusted of prison moons
Are by the sun
I walk a road change
The tournament's

The purple piper plays his
The choir softly
Three in ancient tongue
In the court of the King

The keeper of the keys
Puts shutters on the
I wait the pilgrims door
insufficient schemes

The black queen the funeral march
The cracked bell will ring
To back the fire witch
To the of the Crimson King

The gardener plants an
trampling on a flower
I chased the of a prism ship
To taste the and sour

The juggler lifts his hand
The orchestra
I slowly turn the wheel
In the court of the King

On the gray mornings widows cry
The men share a joke
I run to grasp signs
To satisfy the

The jester does not play
But gently pulls the
And smiles as the dance
In the court of the Crimson