Luyện nghe bài hát Flowing

I could trace the sun from east to
If loves a I'm riding on the crest
Now I want's within my grasp
time to nail my colours to the mast

New flowing
for the sea
The scattered seeds we're
The fruit is on the

for ther winter to abate
A chance to again and wipe the slate
The bitter taste doesn't go away
The shimmer of the highlights in the light

New rivers
for the sea
The scattered seeds we're
The is on the tree