Luyện nghe bài hát The Bird

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

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

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

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

I off light, light is my source
Past, present and gathered in one force
Summer I thee
Thou art my time and I like flying

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

Hot is the now burning
Bright are the songs they
But when the spirits
Once more take the sun

it be forever?
Will it be
Will it be