Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor orphan girl Maria
Was to market one day
She stopped for to by the roadside
Where a bird a broken wing lay

A few passed till she saw it
For it's feathers were covered sand
But soon clean and it
Was traveling in the of Maria's small hand

She happily her last peso
On a cage made of and twine
She fed it corn from the market
And it grow stronger with time

Now the Christmas Eve was coming
And the church shone tinsel and light
And all of the folks brought presents
To lay by the manger night

There diamonds and incense
And in packages fit for a king
But for one ragged bird in a small
had nothing to bring

She waited just before midnight
So no one see her go in
And crying she by the manger
For her was unworthy of Him

Then the spoke to her through the darkness
"Maria, what you to me
If the bird in the cage is your
the door and let me see"

she trembled, she did as He ask her
And out of the cage the flew
Soaring up into the
On a wing that had good as new

Just then the bells rang out
And the little started to sing
A that no words could recapture
beauty was fit for a king

Now Maria blessed just to listen
To that cascade of sweet and long
As her was lifted to Heaven
By the first nightingale's song