Luyện nghe bài hát Seagull

My eyes are
My weak
My is dry
I cannot

My are dead
Falling like feathers to the
Falling like feathers to the

You me things
I'd never
You made my
A dream

But we are
like ashes to the floor
Falling like to the floor

Definitions confine thoughts, are a myth
Words are clumsy, doesn't fit
But we know there's no limit to a
We know no limits

Now your turn
To see me
You your wings
But me fly

Above head
down, I see you far below
Looking up, you see my spirit