Luyện nghe bài hát On a sunday morning

In the
June of a
Sunday morning she

A soundless
Blows into her head

The way she
from her chaos
And slides to his

A warm wet summer breeze
Into her lying head
The water,
the unminding sky
Now she
Innocent and
Between two grains of

is there but white sun
The silent tide holds her
the waves last forever
She's a watercolour

Nothing is there but sun
The silent holds her softly
Only the waves last
She's only a