Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Storm

In a year is not now
a place unknown
I on the mountain roads
for someone

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

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

Heard a broken of gypsies
Singing ancient
Gave all my silver to a
Still he more

Oh the of stone and timber
reigned
No one seems to remember
Why carry on

Crowded 'round a man of
foreign tongues
There the began to crumble
And the did moan

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

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

Pity not the weary
He lives in his
He is friend of and weather
And from is born

Pity then the betrayer
Waiting
No precaution made save him
the traveling storm