Luyện nghe bài hát From Here

The shimmering on the water the outline of a stranger
A of anger and disgust
His words are cold as ice syllables of isolation
Defining his own and disgust
You can see the edge of his From Here
You can see the edge of the From Here
A veteran of living, he's no in the woods
He's learned to walk; He's learned to down
He'll a hand to no one
In fear of a con man with a contract on the run
Some say he belongs to the
He starts the end begins
He won't for love; He threw it all away
It's just a dangerous game he's learned not to