Luyện nghe bài hát The Mad Hatter's Song

Oh seekers of spring how could you not contentment
In a time of riddling in this land of the blind
By the of fate alone it's sure that as the loved hand leaves you
You for the slip-stream, the realness to find

But do what you like, do what you like, do you like
Do what you like, do what you like, do you can
Do what you can, live you die my poor little man
For Jesus will stretch out His hand no

But in the south many a waving tree
Oh, would that musky move your pain
In the warm south winds the lost bloom again
And if you cried, you know you'd fill a lake tears
wouldn't turn back the years

Since the has took you mad Hatter is on my mind
So sad, sad to see the way it grew other people that I knew
That either fell or faltered mad Hatter is on my mind
And you must to see clear some time

Prometheus the problem child still juggling his brains
Gives his limping leopard's visions to the miser in his
Saying Gods are indigestions I for gain
But I am the archer the lover of laughter and mine is the flight

I am the archer, and my yearn after the unsullied sight
Born of the dark of the daughters of night
Dancing without movement after the light

Oh Perithian fate be kind in the rumbling and rickshaw of time
Hooked by the heart to the fisher's line
I will set my one eye for the shores of the