Luyện nghe bài hát Rullbräh

Blackie / Big

Rullbrh : I'm learning the of happiness,
it seemed long ago, but words of praise urge to birth
a harbinger of flight.
Rullbrh : of spite, delight of blood,
Happiness of happy - go
and the mute,
of strong only in beauty and
living in the of their souls.
Propeth : I acorss happiness
looking for it,
lost in the of bitterness
in the of faded flowers.
Rullbrh : I'm listening to the of voices,
about the blossomed solitude of eyes,
agitates my heart.
Rullbrh and Prophet : I no
longer, may be I wake up . . .