Luyện nghe bài hát Meadowlark (Remastered)

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

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

one day as the lark sang by the water
the god of the sun her in his flight
and her moved him so
he came and brought her the gift of
he her sight
and she her eyes to the shimmer and the splendor
of this beautiful, god, so proud and strong
and he called to the lark in a voice rough and tender
"come along.
fly me, my meadowlark,
fly with me on the morning,
the sea where the dolphins bark
we will on the coral beaches,
make a feast of the and peaches
just as far as vision reaches
fly me."

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

and now i here starry-eyed and stormy
oh, just when i thought my was finally numb
a beautiful, young man before me,
singing "come, oh, you come?"
and can i do if finally for the first time
the one i'm burning for the glow?
if love has come at last it's picked the worst
still i
got to go

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