Luyện nghe bài hát The Island

So things you've seen
So many stories forgotten
So many deeds
Shouting out across the bottom Beneath a twilight
Her filled with shining stars
Her sing down through the ages
As bright as bugs in jars
All the canopy
of ageless oaks whose secrets
in her beauty
This island is my
Her hills by hands were built
by natives who were never
The only hints left of their
are ancient shells that the ground
Bone white they a story
of all the slaves who graced her
of cotton fields so long plowed
a now upon her stores
All beneath the
of ageless oaks whose keep
Forever in her
island is my home
All the canopy
of ageless oaks whose keep
Forever in her beauty, ah in her
This is my home