Luyện nghe bài hát Cymbaline

The path you is narrow
And the is shear and very high
The ravens all are
From a vantage point

creeping
Like a tube-train up spine
Will the reach the end
Will the final rhyme

And it's high time,
It is time, Cymbaline
wake me

A butterfly with wings
Is falling by side
The ravens all are in
nowhere you can hide

Your and agent
Are busy on the phone
Selling colored
To magazines back

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is time, Cymbaline
Please me

The converging where you stand
They must have moved the picture
The leaves are heavy around feet
You hear the thunder of the

And suddenly it you
That they're moving into
And Strange
Is always size

And it's high time,
It is time, Cymbaline
wake me

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is time, Cymbaline
Please me