Luyện nghe bài hát Roses

Lightning spoke to the wind, "The devil's in me today, my
Do you see old oak tree down yonder?
Blow hell and bring down thunder
When your raging's through, cut that oak in two"

The wind to moan, the old oak tree began to groan
Thunder raged like hell's own
The air was with fire and water
Laughing viciously, lightning that tree

The old oak tree began to
But he held his ground like some old
His ancient pride was and shaken
But something inside did waken
He raised his limbs like Moses

And roses
He blossomed
He blossomed

The sky is clear, the air is
The earth is brown, the green
The ancient oak he still is
With surpassing understanding
Like dreams a noble mind composes, he roses

He roses, roses, roses, roses