Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Kind

We don't all die young to our spark
From the of time
But the first and to leave their mark
Someday become the traveling

In the wind are of poets past
Some were friends of and mine
And to unsung, we lift our glass
May songs become the traveling kind

We were born to brave tilted world
With our hearts on the line
Be it way-crossed boy or red dirt
The song the traveling kind

There are mountains worth their weight in
Mere dare not climb
Come ye gypsy, sainted, both
And claim them for the kind

the music slowly starts to fade
Into the light's last soft
Let us lie down in that shade
And rest among the traveling

And the song goes on for the kind