Luyện nghe bài hát The Bird

I feed off light, light is my
All evil thoughts and memories
Are washed by the radiance
Of golden

Standing as a torch
On the road of
Past, present and gathered in one force
Physical pleasure, summer is

I'm dying in the
I'm in the light
I'm but a song, a in the wind
And I like flying

The has turned, the flame still burns
No more under the ice
I'm but a song, the wind me on
The of light shall rise

I off light, light is my source
Past, present and future gathered in one
I greet thee
Thou art my time and I feel flying

The has turned, the flame still burns
No hiding under the ice
I'm but a song, the wind me on
The bird of light shall rise as winter

Hot is the fire now
Bright are the songs play
But the winter spirits
Once take the sun away

Will it be
Will it be
Will it be