Luyện nghe bài hát Silver Palomino

(A dies leaving her young son
to come to with the loss.
In of Fiona Chappel,
for her Tyler and Oliver.)

I was 13 years old
She came out of the on a night so cold
Her coat was frosted diamonds in the sallow glow
My silver
Sixteen hands from her to the ground
I lie in bed and to the sound
Of the Texas thunder roll
My silver
I her into the mountains she loved
Watch her from the rocks
She'd dip her neck and drink from the flows
My palomino
Our mustaneros were the best, sir
But they never lay a rope on her
No corral will hold
The silver

In my dreams bareback I
Over the low and wide
As the wind out the draw
the scrub desert floor

I'd my riata and spurs
If I could be forever
I'd ride into the serrania no one goes
For my silver
Summer drought come that year
Our herd grazed the land so
Me and my dad had to the thorns off the prickly pear
And mother, your hand slipped my hair

Tonight I wake the sky is pearl, the stars aglow
I saddle up my red
I ride into the mountains along a ridge of pale stone
the air is still with the coming snow
As I rise I can smell your hair
The of your skin, mother, fills the air
'Midst the harsh scrub pine grows
I watch the silver