Luyện nghe bài hát The Organ Player

The people come and lay on the ground
They want to hear all the sounds
Of the player

But in the crowd is a young man
He can't accept what the ones can
the song is greater than him

Spreading vemon in the
Laughing high are loud

The player plays furiously
He won't be swayed the right melody
Because he knows its

The bitter man his arrows of flame
He's got to take out the source of his
At the cost of thinking

Casting spells
Summoning from hell

The rise up
And his cup
He can't defeat tune

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Casting spells
Summoning demons from

verse and the melodies rise
A perfect tune doesn't need a
Cause is no fighting

And nature says is high and is low
Father Time reveal what is show
And the man is falling

The rise up
And his cup
He can't defeat tune

Another and the melodies rise
A perfect doesn't need a disguise
there is no fighting

And nature what is high and is low
Father Time will reveal what is
And the bitter man is

To his
On his
On his
On his