Luyện nghe bài hát Good Morning, Magpie

A across the skyline as if it was torn
The sky is filling with flocks and
burst through the branches, they tumble and fall
Little gods surveying worlds, examining it all

My wings are dusty with frost and
For a little thing like you I'm too a load
You'll struggle and falter, around
Just follow some other 'cause I'll only weigh you down

You carry home, my
Still you carry me home, dove

A in the wind, smoke on the breeze
The sky is filled with the of burning leaves?
The rise from the glen in the east
Where the is clear for you and me

Still you me home, my love
Still you carry me home, little

You rode towards the sun as it you home
But be afraid, little bird, you aren't alone
A hoard of will keep darkness at bay
You're the in the hay

I'll take you with a hand
Make the seam
The rip will be sewn up
By the hand that had it torn

You carry me home, my
Still you me home, little dove
Still you carry me home, my
Still you carry me home, little

it approaching, the shuffle of feet
The clamor of metal and hounds in
We'll steal away to the glen in the
Where the path is for you and me