Luyện nghe bài hát Nothijngrad

Sometimes the
Brings memories, the night
Brings feelings you thought are died
In some dusty, forgotten lost hall of your mind yes,
The

time a sea of ox-eyes
Painting the irises of
Flooding mi senses with
Filling my forgotten halls bright

Because the of the night
Always lead to railways
Always lead to the most rhymes
Rhymes of life that sometimes we write
Take the hand is given to you
Let yourself to this morning

We're riding this shore to beyond
So ever believe we'd stop by
A thousand years we've got ahead of your [x2]

The sight, always the farthest of sights
The sight

Pride and
We believe it's