Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Storm

In a that is not now
a place unknown
I travel on the roads
for someone

Sewn my vest, a letter
Tells me and when
In my purse a dagger
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 to a beggar
he wanted more

Oh the town of stone and
Celebration
No one seems to remember
Why carry on

Crowded a man of marble
foreign tongues
There the stone to crumble
And the did moan

In the morning
Caravans of
Turn to the dry land highway
I to the sea

Like a snake so quick and
Sleepless, coiled and
The one I seek is making
Waiting

Pity not the traveler
He in his mind
He is friend of wind and
And fire is born

then the cool betrayer
Waiting
No precaution will save him
From the storm