Luyện nghe bài hát Meadowlark (Remastered)

when i was a girl l i had a story
of the who lived where the rivers wind
her could match the angels' in its glory
but she was blind, the lark was
an old king came and her to his palace
where the walls were burnished and golden braid
and he fed her fruit and nuts from an chalice
and he

"sing for me, my meadowlark,
for me of the silver morning,
set me free, my meadowlark,
and i'll buy you a jewel
and of brocade and crewel
and love you for life,
if you will for me."

then one day as the lark by the water
the god of the sun heard her in his
and her moved him so
he came and brought her the gift of
he gave her
and she opened her eyes to the and the splendor
of beautiful, young god, so proud and strong
and he called to the lark in a both rough and tender
"come along.
fly 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 your reaches
fly me."

but the meadowlark no
for the old king her so
she couldn't bear to wound his
so the sun god flew
and when the king came that day
he found his meadowlark had
every time i that part i cried ...

and now i stand starry-eyed and stormy
oh, just i thought my heart was finally numb
a beautiful, young man before me,
"come, oh, won't you come?"
and what can i do if for the first time
the one i'm for returns the glow?
if has come at last it's picked the worst time
still i
got to go

fly away,
fly in the silver morning,
if i stay, i'll grow to the dark
so it's off where the days won't me
i know i leave wounds me
but i let tomorrow find me
this way
before my past again can blind me
fly ...
and we wait
to say
my beautiful man
and i.