Luyện nghe bài hát Five Hundred Years

She seemed like a ghost from the
The substance of will not last
And it seems known her five hundred years
A princess in time by a spell

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

if I pray hard enough
The spell will be broken my ghost take form
She'll walk me, swirling mists at her feet
She'll stretch out her arms, I'll out my hands
And at last, touch
Like a lost at sea, then touching dry land