Luyện nghe bài hát The Smoke of Many Fires

The river had brought with it much day,
From driftwood to blood from the
Some things hidden
While were seen
Yet the man could not remember...
Having ambled away from the water's
To return to his and their lights,
He soon a failing,
Of flesh, and of -
They were no longer or bright

What he not have seen
Was the upstream;
Those remains of the wasted
What he not have known
Was the of the bone
In each ebb and flow he had tasted

Dawn found him ailing, delirium
he loved feared his illness would wander
With wearing thin,
His young eyes in
As the of smoke became stronger

It was then that he heard the sharp of torches,
Carried him by men from his clan
A panic cut
All the that he knew
It was over before it

looped his wrists and held tight to his veins
As beside him his sagged
And tears in their eyes,
confusion and cries,
Out towards the flames he was dragged

Like billions before him, of form,
It ended as had decided
So contained,
An refrain,
Having powered and angered and

At the heart of the blaze, dissolved
Light ascended devoid of
From a intertwined,
Life and death behind,
To the stars, it returned, the fire