Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Guitar

The dissonant bells of the sea who are ringing the 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 it saves 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 beggar whom sits in the street on his throne of defeat
no wealth there to meet, thinking nowhere is far
And the laughter of children employed by the fantasies not yet
By the dogmas of those avoid knowing not what they are.

And the right and the and insane
And the answers they explain
Pulsate from my through my brain in a spanish guitar.

To play on a spanish guitar with the sun shining down you are
and singing a bar from the music around
Just to laugh through the of trees, to soar like a seagull in breeze
To stand in the rain if you please or to be found.