Luyện nghe bài hát For A Spanish Guitar

The bells of the sea
Who are ringing the rhymes of the
As they of the ages asleep
Not so or so far

And the old masters wind of the
Sped for the free men and slaves
Whispers of it saves
And about whom are

And the of sunshine and rain
And the visions they that remain
Pulsate my soul through my brain
In a spanish

The beggar whom in the street
On his miserable of defeat
Envisions no wealth to meet
Thinking is far

And the of children employed
By the not yet destroyed
By the dogmas of those avoid
not what they are

And the right and the wrong and
And the answers they explain
Pulsate my soul through my brain
In a spanish

To play on a guitar
With the sun down where you are
Skipping and a bar
the music around

Just to laugh through the of trees
To soar like a in breeze
To stand in the if you please
Or to never be