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 blatant for its purity
It would never uncover the

Stormlit,

The crest of the reveal a
Sign of friendship with the
each other with the
Tides and that flow, throughout
The meant for it to be!

"Reaching, to onto, the liquid, rain"

The perspiration on a sweating tells
The what is known
The the water the human effort
It tends to its own demand
By the world by the hand

Stormlit,
(Reaching to hold onto the reain)