Luyện nghe bài hát Pagan Streams

And we walked the streams
And searched for white on surrounding hills
We lived where dusk had

And to quiet sleep, where noise abated
In with the silence
On street, on honey street

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

Why couldn't we just be
We could dream and keep
And on honey street

And we the pagan streams
In meditation and
And we didn't anybody, or anything

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

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