Luyện nghe bài hát Samba Briza

Like the arrival of the purest from of
It sets its course to just that
If not for the disregard for its purity
It would never the anger

Stormlit,

The crest of the waves a
of friendship with the moon
Embracing other with the
Tides and currents flow, throughout
The spaces for it to be!

"Reaching, to onto, the liquid, rain"

The perspiration on a soul tells
The body what is
The the water reveals the human
It tends to exceed its own
By the world by the hand

Stormlit,
(Reaching to onto the liquid reain)