Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Kind

We don't all die to save our spark
From the of time
But the first and last to their mark
Someday become the kind

In the are names of poets past
Some were of yours and mine
And to unsung, we lift our glass
May their songs become the traveling

We were born to brave this 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 mortals dare not
ye gypsy, sainted, sinners both
And claim them for the traveling

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

And the song goes on for the kind