Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor girl 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 were covered sand
And soon and wrapped it was traveling
In the warmth of small hand

She gave her last peso
On a cage of rushes and twine
She fed it loose corn from the
And watched it stronger with time

Now the service was coming
And the shone with tinsel and light
And all of the folk brought presents
To lay by the manger night

There diamonds, incense and perfume
And fit for a king
But for one ragged bird in a small
Maria had to bring

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

Then a voice to her through the darkness
Maria, what you to me?
If the bird in the is your 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

Just then the midnight bells out
And the little started to sing
A song no words could recapture
For its beauty was fit for a

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