Luyện nghe bài hát The Riddle

I got two strong blessings of Babylon
Time to carry on and try for and false alarms
So to America the
Wise men

Near a tree by a
There's a hole in the
Where an old man of
Goes around and

And his is a beacon in the veil of the night
For a kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a
But he'll never, never over you

I got plans for us nights in the
And days of me
I only know what to discuss of for but light
Wise men over you

It's not me you see pieces of
With just a song of mine to keep from history
of gasoline and gold
Wise men

a tree by a river
There's a hole in the
an old man of Aran
Goes and around

And his mind is a in the veil of the night
For a kind of fashion
There's a and a right
But he'll never, never fight you

I got time to kill sly looks in
Without a of yours a blackbird sings on bluebird hill
Thanks to the of the wild
mens child

Near a tree by a
There's a hole in the
an old man of Aran
Goes around and

And his is a beacon
In the of the night
For a strange kind of
There's a wrong and a
But he'll never, fight

a tree by a river
There's a hole in the
Where an old man of
Goes around and

And his mind is a
In the of the night
For a strange kind of
a wrong and a right
But never, never fight over you
No never, never fight over you