Luyện nghe bài hát She Flies On Strange Wings

From the
* Seven
* Earring Live
* II
* Last of the century

is the night without you
Just as lonely as a shepherd sheep
and where the falcon,
in the sweet air
Without hunting in the Valleys deer
She wears as a gown
She spreads magic all
Her feathers untouched
She takes but and she gives so much

She flies on strange
She flies on winds
She brings things
She flies on strange
She takes off when she
Silence on her lips
She can you so much higher
She love on all her trips, yeah

Woke up morning
and this feeling to my head
To fly with her sky to sky
'Cause my mind to be dead
So I up towards her
on my mutilated
But all the blackness sings me now
the lady of the strange wings
She softness as a gown
She spreads magic all
Her feathers untouched
She takes but nothing and she gives so