Luyện nghe bài hát Dalai Lama (English)

An lies on the evening wind
On board is a man and his
sit secure and warm
and into the trap of sleep
In three hours they be there
for mother's birthday

The view is the sky is clear

Onward, onward ruin
We live, until we die
Mankind belong in the sky
So the Lord in Heaven
his sons to the
Bring me this child

The still has time to lose
There an echo to his ears
A dull drives the night
and the driver laughs
He shakes the human man awake

Onward, onward ruin
We live until we die
And the child says to his
Do you not hear the
That is the King of the
He me to be his child

From the drops a choir
They creep into the ear
Come here, here
We'll be to you
Come here, here
We are brothers

The embraces the flying machine
The pressure falls in the cabin
A dull drives the night
The human freight in panic

Onward, into ruin
We must until we die
And to the Lord God, the child
take back the wind
Bring us unscathed to

From the clouds a choir
They creep the little ear
here, stay here
We will be to you
Come here, here
We are brothers

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

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