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 wind of the waves sped for the free men and slaves
Whispers of secrets it and about whom they are.

And the workings of sunshine and
And the visions they paint that
Pulsate from my through my brain in a spanish guitar.

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

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

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