Luyện nghe bài hát Silver Palomino

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

I was barely 13 old
She came out of the on a night so cold
Her coat was frosted diamonds in the sallow glow
My palomino
Sixteen hands from her withers to the
I lie in bed and to the sound
Of the west thunder roll
My palomino
I track her into the mountains she
her from the rocks above
She'd dip her neck and from the winter flows
My palomino
Our were the very best, sir
But they could never lay a on her
No will ever hold
The silver

In my bareback I ride
Over the low and wide
As the sweeps out the draw
'Cross the scrub floor

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

Tonight I wake early the sky is pearl, the stars
I up my red roan
I ride deep into the mountains along a ridge of stone
Where the air is still with the snow
As I rise higher I can smell your
The scent of your skin, mother, the air
'Midst the harsh pine that grows
I watch the silver