Luyện nghe bài hát Pagan Streams

And we the pagan streams
And for white horses on surrounding hills
We lived dusk had meaning

And repaired to quiet sleep, where noise
In touch with the
On street, on honey street

What happened to a of wonder?
On yonder hillside, dim
Why didn't they leave us,

Why couldn't we just be
We could and keep bees
And live on street

And we walked the pagan
In and contemplation
And we didn't anybody, or anything

Then, no concepts being
And I wanna climb that hillside again you
One more

As the great, great, great, great, great, great,
Being over
And we repair, repair, repair, repair, we
To honey street, to street