Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Guitar

The dissonant of the sea who are ringing the rhymes of the deep
As sing of the ages asleep, not so near or so far
And the old masters of the waves sped forth for the free men and slaves
of secrets it saves and about whom they are.

And the workings of and rain
And the visions they that remain
Pulsate my soul through my brain in a spanish guitar.

The whom sits in the street on his miserable throne of defeat
Envisions no wealth to meet, thinking nowhere is far
And the of children employed by the fantasies not yet destroyed
By the dogmas of those avoid knowing not what they are.

And the right and the and insane
And the answers they cannot
Pulsate from my soul through my brain in a guitar.

To play on a spanish guitar with the sun shining where you are
Skipping and singing a bar the music around
Just to laugh through the columns of trees, to soar a seagull in breeze
To stand in the rain if you or to never be found.