Luyện nghe bài hát Simple song

A traveler at the old inn yard
It has been so many miles and it's so hard
I've grown silver as a since then
And now a come to see me again

He has the mouth of a river the face of a
But forget what he's hiding underneath his smile
And that old silver splinter he left inside of me
Oh forget hmmm

I not walk it off

Then he began and slowly
I feel his web beginning to undo me
Slow awoke in my shoulders and my legs
rivers awoke I was floating away
And beauty is tired of dead
And beauty is tired of hiding her
I go over to the
I go over to the

I could feel the droplets hanging on the of my leaves
I feel the tears coming and I couldn't believe
I go to the window
I go to the window
And beauty is tired of dead
And is tired of hiding her head
Yeah beauty is tired of dead
Oh beauty is so tired

So I gave up and sang
And rode off on the wings of a song...