Luyện nghe bài hát Court Of The Crimson King

The rusted chains of prison
Are by the sun
I walk a road change
The begun

The purple piper his tune
The softly sing
lullabies in ancient tongue
In the court of the Crimson

The keeper of the keys
shutters on the dreams
I wait outside the pilgrims
With insufficient

The black queen chants the march
The brass bell will ring
To back the fire witch
To the court of the Crimson

The plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a
I chased the wind of a ship
To the sweet and sour

The pattern juggler his hand
The begin
I turn the grinding wheel
In the of the Crimson King

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

The yellow does not play
But pulls the strings
And as the puppets dance
In the court of the King