Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Island

She is the of the islands
She is the coffee in the
She is the of the vineyard
She is the where it spills
Into the
She is the ocean it swells
She is the flashing on the
She is the in the shells
says I know you
Though I am deaf and blind
I am a simple act of
In a world is unkind
And
Like the storm that grinds the
And at night the shadows
Conducts the of the bones
And the morrow
And leaves them staring the ground
And the the feeling that you're hollow
Is just the before it sounds
O you Islands....
Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld / Hydrogen Music