Luyện nghe bài hát Flour Drawing

The berries on the way home the barn
Stop the wasp won't do you no harm
The faces I would make, the cake with my mom
I wanted to grow up, drink in a cup, dig a

My tapping the blade in the foam
He's sweaty, his leather hands as the lawn
Now take me to the woods, show me the ruins, a bow
I wanted to achieve, me naive, I'll prove you wrong

And all the I forged in my great hall
I decide which one should better fall
And all these pieces of me, I them tenderly
I keep all inside our sacred ship

My brothers breaking the slates on the
sweaty, who hit the ball, speak the truth
Now pick out your disguise, the right size young indian
climb up the old trees, what's overseas, leave your land

And all the chandeliers I forged in my hall
I can't decide which one should better
And all these pieces of me, I them tenderly
I them all inside our sacred ship

And now I'm older, with my head and my heart
I'll make you and queen
I won't resign you get what you've bet