Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Storm

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

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

Restless beside the water
Tending to a
a boy and then another
up for war

Heard a broken band of
Singing songs
Gave all my to a beggar
he wanted more

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

'round a man of marble
Speaking tongues
There the stone began to
And the crowd did

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

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

not the weary traveler
He lives in his
He is friend of and weather
And from fire is

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