Luyện nghe bài hát Speaking Confidentially

Speaking
The that burnt inside of me
Has turned to ash the tree
grows beside the anguished sea

Speaking

Speaking
The earth I trust my feet
Is moving now so slightly
I my feet but feel no relief

metaphorically

Speaking
If the air you breathe was so
Would you use it up to speak
Or it for a rainy week

Speaking

Speaking kind of
The sea that raged the tree
bright for all to see
It just mean the most to me

Speaking kind of

Speaking
The fire burnt inside of me
Has turned to ash the tree
That beside the anguished

confidentially