Luyện nghe bài hát Enya

Enya, In your language is there a for anger
Or is it in your where you hide?
Enya, In your you flowers bloom like fire
But now your colours faded and cold
Hide in your circle, Strength ain't muscle
makes it better, Hold onto your pride
In your faith will wither, Fucked up and gone
Hurt won't live
Enya, In garden all of your angels gather
you into hiding, Under their wings
Enya, In your saviour can you hope for future
Where all fears and angers cloud your way
Enya, In your shelter, Is a fire for comfort
Burning your inhibitions