Luyện nghe bài hát Featherflute

Kilja is my bird, she cannot
Chemistry has boiled her
She said: "Built hut on my wing"

is the bird who 'catch my fall
from a with suicide toll
Now I try to her bride call

Quiet waves my window
is the miracle
And the virgin lust of my new born
can excite us a double moon in love

Kilja a poem line in the sand
'bout a fjord shore bend
where a filter breaks the
in your ever changing suit
makes my voice to substitute
'cause I know Kilja the "Featherflute"

Quiet waves my sill
Real is the
And the virgin of my new born trust
can excite us delight us a cannon of the winds

Quiet waves my window
is the miracle
And the lust of my new born trust
can excite us and us
I wish to fall your cure,
then it's jealousy rules
'cause your bride
would pull a charming bird into urge