Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Kind

We don't all die young to our spark
From the ravages of
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 their songs become the kind

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

There are mountains worth weight in gold
Mere mortals dare not
Come ye gypsy, sainted, both
And claim for the traveling kind

the music slowly starts to fade
Into the light's soft decline
Let us lie down in that evening
And rest the traveling kind

And the song goes on for the traveling