Luyện nghe bài hát River

On the blank page of a story
Where no feet have before
The stones Ill are staring at me
footprints toward the shore

Furrowed brow on the bank of a
all the fools float away
Upon their whim and swift
To whatever the may say

But I, I, I will not be swept

When the old dam breaks Ill be
As the deep cries out to
And the breakers of tribulation and wash over me

But I, I, I not be swept away

When the old dam it will
Ill be ready as the cries out
As the white waters come, Ill be strong, Ill be
As the flows on

I, I, I will not be swept

I, I, I will not be away