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 Valleys deer
She wears softness as a
She magic all around
Her still untouched
She takes but and she gives so much

She flies on strange
She on strange winds
She strange things
She on strange wings
She takes off when she
Silence on her lips
She can bring you so much
She spreads love on all her trips,

Woke up this
and this came to my head
To fly with her sky to sky
'Cause my seemed to be dead
So I floated up her
on my mutilated
But all the blackness against me now
It's the lady of the strange
She softness as a gown
She magic all around
Her feathers still
She but nothing and she gives so much