Luyện nghe bài hát Sticks That Made Thunder

My roots are than the bones, the others
My that change with the sun
My branches, higher
Than anything on the
On the day that I watched all come

Some wear the color of the sky in the
Some, as blue as the night
They came like a storm with the light of the
And they fell through the day and night

Colors flew and they danced in the sky
As I watched them over the hill
Then to my wonder, that made thunder
Such a great lay still

When the light again
was death on the wind
As the buzzards way for the worms
And the little white trees that bend in the breeze
For the ones will never return

Colors flew and they danced in the sky
As I watched them come the hill
Then to my wonder, sticks made thunder
Such a great number lay

Those that have fallen, come when I them
And the best that they can
But all they can see is they used to be
And all that they understand

Colors flew and they danced in the sky
As I watched them come over the
to my wonder, sticks that made thunder
Such a number lay still

Colors high and they danced in the sky
As I them come over the hill
Then to my wonder, sticks that thunder
Such a number lay still