Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

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

A few passed till she saw it
For its feathers were covered sand
And soon cleaned and it was traveling
In the of Marias small hand

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

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

There where diamonds, incense and
And packages fit for a
But for one bird in a small cage
Maria had to bring

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

Then a voice spoke to her through the
Maria, brings you to me?
If the in the cage is your offering
the door, let me see

So she trembled, she did as he her
And out of the cage the flew
Soaring up the rafters
On a wing that had good as new

Just the midnight bells rang out
And the little bird to sing
A song no words could recapture
For its was fit for a king

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