Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Guest

My flies home from afar
the joy of spring to me
O'er the and the ?
he never ,
his path is and true.

Perched upon a branch of
he rests his from the long journey.
my heart with wondrous song,
I close,
he tells of won.

my heart,
I you friend for these precious melody.
for these sweet and tones,
and pure tone.

And the autumn comes
I ask you my heart, my friend
that have me sing your song
oh guest,
I'll miss you your gone.

From my heart I thank you
for these melody,
for these and pure tones,
sweet and tones.

You made a for my soul,
if your language, I speak,
I would weave a for you of my own.