Luyện nghe bài hát Pagan Streams

And we walked the pagan
And searched for white on surrounding hills
We where dusk had meaning

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

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

Why couldn't we be ourselves?
We could dream and bees
And live on honey

And we the pagan streams
In and contemplation
And we didn't need anybody, or

Then, no being free
And I wanna climb that hillside with you
One time

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