Luyện nghe bài hát Pointing Bone

From the fury pit, a of misery
a trumpet groan, tornado moan
The splendor like a golden skin

He and the cry like hummingbirds
In treasure glows, your weeping
And a slaughter grins, on a pleasure

When held on by the riverside
Like a torn-throat child in a hide
Cool water dies, vile eyes

Silent in flamingo ease distant in trance
Within a whirlpool, we're our backs
The of the moon, the sweat of the sun
Sacrificial for a pointing bone