Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Dark Angel

I'm a
I'm a
I'm a sailor at sea
I've on a tightrope
I've but survived
Trying always to be so
But out to peace of mind

I was left at the
the big top was pulled down
Always trying to show the two faces of a
pie crumbles in my mouth
Why my left on the shelf

God how we
With the wind in short
Birds can the morning hymn
Days of grey, of black
Wishing and bells of hell
Fly dark fly
Fly

So you want to be a
over the top you go
A bullet soldier
A deserted
Everythings an
Your joker is your one card

God how we
With the wind in supply
Birds can sing the hymn
Days of grey, of black
Wishing wells and of hell
Fly dark fly
Fly

Birds can sing the hymn
Days of grey, nights of
wells and bells of hell
Fly angel fly
Fly