Luyện nghe bài hát Random Pan

Good times are
I saw it in a vision
I heard it in sighs
beyond the station
Yonder lies
In the and the skies
A has been born
Who can converse the corn
Who has to the sadness of the trees
the cicadas
When his legs will him farther
He'll be fed royal jelly the bees

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They say the spirit's
And the eagles been nesting
And the river is catering to the
Aside a sea of reeds
Where the sacred swans will
provides you with a wish
And you to understand
And you look down at hands
And your fingers are all feathered and
If you fade into the
Or the and the starkness
As the drains into your mind