Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Storm

In a year is not now
From a unknown
I on the mountain roads
Looking for

inside my vest, a letter
Tells me where and
In my a sacred dagger
On my I run

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

Heard a broken band of
Singing ancient
all my silver to a beggar
Still he wanted

Oh the town of and timber
reigned
No one there seems to
Why they on

'round a man of marble
Speaking tongues
There the stone to crumble
And the did moan

In the unforgiving
of shame
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
Waiting

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

Pity the cool betrayer
patiently
No precaution made save him
From the storm