Luyện nghe bài hát Roses

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

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

The old oak tree began to
But he held his like some old soldier
His ancient pride was burnt and
But deep inside did waken
He his limbs just like Moses

And blossomed
He blossomed
He blossomed

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

He roses, roses, roses, roses