Luyện nghe bài hát The Dragonfly

Could've been a on a glassy lake
Could've been a in a clipper's wake
Could've been a ladybug on a chime
But she was born a

In the sun she warmed her
And to the cicadas sing
"The trees are all in one direction
of something"

Cross-pollination by the
Of bees in the is a beautiful thing
Oh the sun goes down
The fireflies out

In a crept a slimy thing
That hummed a theme the Rites of Spring
the mate of Queen Mantis
So content but so
did nothing but shiver and cry
As did the

In the shade the spin
Among the cloves drop their skin
"Beyond the grove
by the willows deep in the shadows"

Regeneration occurs at a speed
the white oak tree
Oh when the sun up
The buds fold up
In the sun she her wings
And listened to the Rites of

Could've been a on a glassy lake
Could've been a gull in a wake
Could've been a ladybug on a chime
But she was a dragonfly

"Ain't seen it but I have heard it
Sounds like the millstones they are turning
But every moment louder and louder
And then there is and the smell of flowers"