Luyện nghe bài hát The Painter

We see him in the morning
Stars depart the sky
He'll take the that is passing
And it in his lover's eye

And if you want he'll make it
As though you're in his dream
A sea

We hear him laughing in the
As he smuggles in the
He's another kind of color
In the magic he has

And if you he'll take the time
To ask the sun and moon to rhyme and combine
He draws no lines what he's imagining