Luyện nghe bài hát She Flies On Strange Wings

From the
* Seven
* Golden Earring
* II
* Last blast of the

Lonely is the without you
Just as lonely as a shepherd without
and where the falcon,
in the high air
Without hunting in the Sprane deer
She wears softness as a
She magic all around
Her feathers still
She takes but and she gives so much

She flies on strange
She flies on strange
She strange things
She on strange wings
She off when she desires
Silence grows on her
She can bring you so higher
She spreads love on all her trips,

Woke up this
and feeling came to my head
To fly with her sky to sky
'Cause my mind seemed to be
So I up towards her
on my mutilated
But all the sings against me now
It's the lady of the wings
She wears as a gown
She spreads all around
Her still untouched
She takes but nothing and she gives so