Luyện nghe bài hát The Moment

The wayward wind winds at last
the same and bends the mast
The moon rose backward till its
Time the ticking fast

Oh the faces empty places we been
Try to so hard to find the moment begins

October comes the colors
The trees shake off their summer
ventured nothing gained
Nothing or explained

Of the faces empty places we been
Try so hard to find the moment begins

If to slip like a sailing ship
Like a fingertip on skin
Like my fingertip on silky skin
Like a sailing boat on a summer
On a wind

Oh the faces empty we have been
Try so hard to find the moment begins

Oh the faces place we have been
Try so hard to find the love begins

The moment beings

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