Luyện nghe bài hát In The Passage

There's a ring the moon

And a in the air
And a fire in the that
hang -- so
so near.
There's a in the wind that

Through the wild mountain
the sighs of a thousand crying

Crying --
a time when the traveller
is fated to
insight has turned his gaze
behind --
And the taken yesterday
beckon again
And lead to his journey's
end -- end.
And in the
From the to the grave
We are born, madly
Rushing through the
of the days
We run on and on
Without a glance
We run on and on
Without a glance.
But I my fate with the
of Lot
I turned my around
Knowing neither was sought
nor what was to be
Heeding weakness,

Life at is frail
I again the river's source
through time's shadowed veil.
In the fast fading centurywe spin through the
I pray that our failing
-- our vision clears.
And in the
From the cradle to the
We are born, madly
headlong through the
crashing of the
We run on and on
Without a backwards
We run on and on
a backwards glance.
The places dash and the

Like in a dream
Hiding the murky banks
of forgotten streams
The of life are never long
seen from end to end
The future's coming
and the past has been.
There's a ring the moon

And a in the air
And a fire in the that
hang -- so
so near.