Luyện nghe bài hát Form Another Stone

...tied to the wind, she to whisper damage to my sense, but I resist
I am lashed to the earth, I the sounds of her footsteps going around,
She swells and
Grasping the summer soon she she's holding on when she's not
Hear the sounds of the set going down, it dies with a whisper
And I cry into the sea but the of my tears follow me, fall down in to winter
I look for my strength on the inside, I know there, but to find it
Takes it out, it me down, I cry for a whisper
I am tied to sun burns my back and the heat my bones, I cry to harden
From another stone to away, this one might take years (but that's alright)
I turn around to hear the sound of the horses' thundering around in my head
I'm aloud...
Think another thought while the turn around over me rubbing me into the
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