Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor orphan named Maria
Was walking to one day
She stopped for to rest by the
Where a bird with a broken lay

A few moments till she saw it
For its feathers covered with sand
And soon cleaned and wrapped it was
In the warmth of Marias small

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

Now the gift-giving was coming
And the church shone with and light
And all of the folk brought presents
To lay by the manger night

There where diamonds, and perfume
And fit for a king
But for one bird in a small cage
Maria had nothing to

She waited till before midnight
So no one see her go in
And crying she by the manger
For her gift was of him

Then a voice spoke to her the darkness
Maria, what you to me?
If the bird in the cage is offering
the door, let me see

So she trembled, she did as he her
And out of the cage the bird
Soaring up into the
On a wing had healed good as new

then the midnight bells rang out
And the little bird to sing
A song that no could recapture
For its beauty was fit for a

Now Maria felt blessed just to
To that of notes sweet and long
As her offering was to heaven
By the very first nightingales