Luyện nghe bài hát The Prophet

[The old man's

I would think of me as a hero
A of wisdom of hope and of peace
I never could think of me in a
of of future and vitality.

I can spread my thoughts to flood the
and webbing the people reborn.
The love they are feeling I can taste;
The sadness the hatered my own.

So many souls - they to be saved,
Somne beasts, some sinners, some in their fate.
For all to rescue my too short,
Refuse all the - divine all the gods?

[Ref.:] I never asked for a higher
I never questioned the way I was
I wanted to walk among angels
I never to be so alone.

[Bridge:] Alone my powers - alone in my mind
(The) holder of darkness - the of light.
This melancholy circle of - not taking
Can not be by me.

I'm to flare a sign
To guide the lost on to fate.
Like I (once) Dante his story to take.
But no one that candle for me.

So as the years of and bleeding
Had away my will to live.
I returned to the sea of my and my being,
I melted into (the) as it was my will.