Luyện nghe bài hát The Smoke of Many Fires

The river had with it much that day,
From to blood from the ember
Some were hidden
While others were
Yet the man could not remember...
Having ambled away the water's banks
To to his tribe and their lights,
He found a failing,
Of flesh, and of -
They no longer robust or bright

What he could not seen
Was the sickness
Those abandoned remains of the
What he could not known
Was the blight of the
In ebb and each flow he had tasted

Dawn him ailing, delirium rife
he loved feared his illness would wander
With wearing thin,
His young clouded in
As the odour of became stronger

It was then that he heard the sharp of torches,
past him by men from his clan
A cut through
All the life that he
It was over before it

Rope looped his and held tight to his veins
As beside him his relatives
And with in their eyes,
Through and cries,
Out the wild flames he was dragged

billions before him, regardless of form,
It ended as chance had
So contained,
An refrain,
Having and angered and guided

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