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 on the hillside
On the day that I them all come

Some wear the color of the sky in the
Some, were as as the night
They came like a storm the light of the morn
And they through the whole day and night

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

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

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

Those that have fallen, when I call them
And answer the best that can
But all they can see is what they to be
And thats all that understand

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

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