Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Island

She is the sugar of the
She is the coffee in the
She is the of the vineyard
She is the where it spills
the canyon
She is the where it swells
She is the on the water
She is the roaring in the
That says I you
I am ancient deaf and blind
I am a act of kindness
In a world is unkind
And
Like the storm that grinds the
And at night the shadows
Conducts the bleaching of the
And sucks the
And leaves them staring the ground
And the feeling the feeling that hollow
Is just the trumpet it sounds
O you Islands....
Copyright 1995, Hugh / Hydrogen Jukebox Music