Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Storm

In a year is not now
From a place
I travel on the mountain
for someone

Sewn inside my vest, a
Tells me where and
In my purse a sacred
On my I run

Restless girl beside the
Tending to a
Kissed a boy and another
up for war

Heard a broken band of
ancient songs
Gave all my silver to a
Still he wanted

Oh the town of and timber
Celebration
No one there to remember
Why they on

'round a man of marble
Speaking foreign
There the stone began to
And the did moan

In the unforgiving
Caravans of
Turn south to the dry highway
I to the sea

Like a snake so quick and
Sleepless, and cool
The one I is making ready
patiently

Pity not the weary
He lives in his
He is of wind and weather
And from fire is

Pity then the cool
Waiting
No precaution made will him
From the traveling