Luyện nghe bài hát Story Of Issac

( Leonard )

The it opened slowly,
My father he in,
I was years old.
And he stood so above me,
His blue eyes they were
And his was very cold.
He said, "i've had a
And you I'm strong and holy,
I must do what i've told."
So he up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking,
And his axe was of gold.
Well, the trees got much smaller,
The a lady's mirror,
We stopped to drink wine.
Then he threw the over.
Broke a minute
And he put his on mine.
Thought I saw an
But it might been a vulture,
I never decide.
Then my father an altar,
He looked once his shoulder,
He I would not hide.

You who these altars now
To these children,
You not do it anymore.
A scheme is not a
And you never have tempted
By a or a god.
You who stand above now,
Your blunt and bloody,
You were not before,
When I lay upon a
And my father's was trembling
the beauty of the word.

And if you me brother now,
me if I inquire,
"Just to whose plan?"
When it all comes down to
I will you if I must,
I will you if I can.
When it all comes down to
I help you if I must,
I kill you if I can.
And on our uniform,
Man of or man of war,
The spreads his fan.