Luyện nghe bài hát Good Morning, Magpie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hear it approaching, the of feet
The clamor of and hounds in heat
We'll away to the glen in the east
Where the is clear for you and me