Luyện nghe bài hát The Bird

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

Standing as a flaming
On the of time
Past, present and future gathered in one
pleasure, summer is mind

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

The wheel has turned, the flame still
No hiding under the ice
I'm but a song, the carries me on
The bird of light rise

I feed off light, light is my
Past, and future gathered in one force
Summer I thee
Thou art my time and I feel flying

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

Hot is the fire now
are the songs they play
But the winter spirits
more take the sun away

Will it be
Will it be
Will it be