Luyện nghe bài hát Meadowlark

When I was a girl, I had a story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers
Her voice match the angels in its glory
But she was blind, the lark was

An old king and took her to his palace
the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory and he prayed

"Sing for me, my
for me of the silver morning
Set me free, my
And buy you a priceless jewel
And of brocade and cruel
And I'll love you for if you will, sing for me"

Then one day as the lark by the water
The god of the sun heard her in his
And her singing moved him so, he came and her
The gift of sight, he her sight

And she her eyes to the shimmer and the splendor
Of this young god, so proud and strong
And he called to the lark in a voice both and tender

"Come fly with me, my meadowlark
Fly with me on the morning
Past the sea where the bark
We dance on the coral beaches
Make a feast of the plums and
Just as far as vision reaches, fly with me"

But the meadowlark said no for the old king her so
She couldn't to wound his pride
So the sun god flew away and when the came down that day
He found his meadowlark had died, every time I heard that part I

And now I stand here, starry-eyed and
Oh, just when I thought my was finally numb
A beautiful young man before me
Singing, "Come, oh you come?"

And what can I do if finally for the time
The one I'm burning for returns the
If love has come at last it's the worst time
Still I know got to go

Fly away,
Fly in the silver morning
If I stay, I'll to curse the dark
So it's off the days won't bind me
I know, I wounds behind me
But I won't let tomorrow me back this way

Before my once again can blind me, fly away
And we won't to say goodbye
My beautiful man and I