Luyện nghe bài hát The Bird

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

as a flaming torch
On the of time
Past, present and gathered in one force
Physical pleasure, is mind

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

The has turned, the flame still burns
No more hiding the ice
I'm but a song, the carries me on
The bird of shall rise

I feed off light, is my source
Past, present and gathered in one force
Summer I greet
art my time and I feel like flying

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

Hot is the now burning
Bright are the songs they
But when the winter
Once take the sun away

Will it be
Will it be
Will it be