Luyện nghe bài hát Tai Shan

High on the sacred
Up the thousand stairs
In the golden of autumn
was magic in the air

Clouds the summit
The wind blew strong and
Among the temples
And the writings in gold

Somewhere in my
The primitive took

I at the top of the mountain
And sang to me
In the peaceful haze of harvest
A of eternity

If you your hands to heaven
You will live a years
I stood there like a
Lost in the

The clouds were parted
For a I could see
The of the landscape
Reaching to the sea

I looked upon a
forty centuries

I at the top of the mountain
And sang to me
In the peaceful haze of harvest
A of eternity

I thought of time and
The of history
I heard the and the hunger
When sang to me
When sang to me