Luyện nghe bài hát Dalai Lama (English)

An lies on the evening wind
On board is a man and his
They sit secure and
and slip the trap of sleep
In three hours they be there
for their birthday

The is good; the sky is clear

Onward, onward into
We must live, we die
Mankind belong in the sky
So the Lord in calls
his sons to the
me this human child

The still has time to lose
There an echo to his ears
A dull rumble drives the
and the cloud driver
He shakes the human man freight

Onward, into ruin
We must until we die
And the says to his father
Do you not hear the
is the King of the Wind
He me to be his child

From the clouds drops a
They creep the little ear
here, stay here
We'll be to you
here, stay here
We are brothers

The storm embraces the flying
The pressure quickly in the cabin
A dull rumble drives the
The human screams in panic

Onward, into ruin
We live until we die
And to the Lord God, pleads the
take back the wind
Bring us to earth

the clouds drops a choir
They creep the little ear
here, stay here
We be good to you
here, stay here
We are your

The father holds onto the child,
And presses him onto
He doesn't notice the child's harsh
But knows no compassion
So the father, his arms
Presses the soul the child
Which sets itself upon the wind and

here, stay here
We will be to you
Come here, here
We are your