Luyện nghe bài hát Miracles In Yesteryear

Heavenly of fate
Restore the gleam
To rusted lot that borrows gloom

Let the sun our eyes with gold again
As we age the towers

Carry me
To places
Raise my high
So I'm strong change

We will

We remember

Taken away the pace that to be forgotten
The glass feed the morrow
So take me back to the I call home

me away
To familiar
my spirits high
So I'm strong with

We will

We will

Let the sun our eyes with gold again
As we age the towers

me away
To familiar
my spirits high
So I'm with change

We will

We will