Luyện nghe bài hát The Solid Time of Change

A seasoned witch call you from the depths of your disgrace,
And your liver to the solid mental grace,
And it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded all against the hour.
And points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one.
A dewdrop can exalt us the music of the sun,
And take away the in which we move,
And choose the course running.

at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not away.
Close to the edge, by a river,
Not away, not right away.

Crossed the around the changes of the summer,
to call the color of the sky.
Passed around a clothed in mornings faster than we see.
Getting over all the I had to worry,
all the changes far from far behind.
We relieve the tension too find out the master's name.

Down at the end, by the corner.
to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
Now that all over and done,
Now that you find, now that whole.