Luyện nghe bài hát Sing Unto Me

Caught in the riddle, woven in the
Ring out the bell sing sing long
up the river, take my hand
Sing of the we can't understand
Sing, sing me
A whisper of morning touches the
A night of black gone telling the bees
I'm like a moth on the to the light you lend
me a turnaround turn me to the end
Sing, sing me

I stood by the mountain all of an
what a epitaph!
As the sun rose over me, a tapestry of and sound
Rise above us and the cold hard ground

Oh mender stitch and sew,
nurture thrive and grow
Yours is the that planted the seeds
is the fruit that came from the trees
Sing me!
The is magic, the thread is gold
sing with me we grow old
A of buttons a bundle of yarn
yourself into my arms!
Sing, sing me

I stood by the all of an evening
what a epitaph, oh!
As her encircled me,
a symphony of and sound
Rise above us and cover the cold ground

Sewn and hewn, carved and
The things to be given not sold nor
The things to which we our hands
Leave an imprint on the rippling
Sewn and hewn, carved and
The things to be given not nor bought
The things to we turn our hands
Leave an imprint on the rippling

I by the mountain all of an evening
a lovely epitaph oh!
As the sun set over me, a symphony of and sound
Rise above us and the cold hard ground.