Luyện nghe bài hát Pilgrims

Sometimes you so far away,
Distanced from all the of the play,
to grasp significance,
Marking the plot diffident dismay,
at centre stage,
Scrabbling through diary for a lost page:
of the dream.
Kicking a stone the beach,
Aching for love and out of reach,
The way seems to be so bleak,
There's with any friendship left to speak
Or any relation
Between your and future situations:
to the dream.
Away, away, away: look to the day
For hope, some of peace
Within the storm.
I through the evening,
Alive and
In time we shall all know our
And so, finally, home.
For now, all is
how could I speak it,
Allow me the in my eye.
I've been for such a long time
to see it at last,
All of the tightly clasped,
All of us pilgrims.

Walking in down the coast,
Merely to - here hope is the most;
Merely to know is an end,
All of us - lovers, brothers, sisters,
in hand.
Shining on the wet sand
to the dream.
The has come, the tide has almost run
And drained the deep: I rise lifelong sleep.
It seems such a time
dreamed but now, awake, I
Can see we are and so
Must this road,
in our purpose,
Alone, but not worthless,
And home calling us on.
Oh, we've waiting here for so long,
All of our joined in hope,
the weight on the rope,
All of us pilgrims.