Luyện nghe bài hát The Rise

All the on the rise
Circlers every side
All the on the rise
from every side

up!
Light around
In a shadow after night
Comes
In a dumb swipe.
And all's

painting on the pines
And hawks above the
Water weeping the ice

painting on the pines
And hawks the timber-line
Water from the ice

Heat is
rocks into a lonely boxwood grove
And quiet
Smothers all of the
the ladies coughed and cried,
["I don't want to be there it's time!"]

The stag is on his side
The are hiding, up on high
The wind is beating the briars
The wind is beating the briars

The stag is on his side
The are hiding, up on high
The wind is beating the briars
The wind is through the briars

Waves on the graves of the
Dull as the sea pushes land away
Dull ache when you
smoke shows the way you walk
down by when time

I don't to be there when it's time
To go down,
I don't want to go down there
Down
I don't to go down there alone

Down down down
Down down down
down
Down
down
Down
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