Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Storm

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

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

Restless girl beside the
to a fire
Kissed a boy and then
up for war

Heard a broken of gypsies
ancient songs
Gave all my silver to a
he wanted more

Oh the of stone and timber
Celebration
No one there seems to
Why they on

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

In the unforgiving
of shame
Turn south to the dry land
I to the sea

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

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

Pity then the cool
patiently
No precaution will save him
the traveling storm