Luyện nghe bài hát Five Hundred Years

She seemed like a ghost from the
The substance of which will not
And it seems I've known her hundred years
A princess frozen in by a spell

And the splashed on the water
And she laughed as she played the otter
And the starlight danced in her
And the wind, whispered her hair
And I reached for her
She was not

Perhaps if I pray hard
The spell will be broken my ghost will take
She'll towards me, swirling mists at her feet
She'll stretch out her arms, I'll hold out my
And at last, touch
Like a ship lost at sea, then touching dry