Luyện nghe bài hát The Walk

The
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Well deep in the
nothing is seen
A tightrope is strung to his
And high on the
He's down on one
He for the slow of the breeze
Oh, wow, look at him now, on his
up in the sky
And moment stands endlessly
It feels as though isn't moving

And every second, one breath not to
I watch as he moves to the
I'm on the floor
I watch my seat
And as he sways with the trees
And he moves, but elegantly
I'm more on the of my seat

On the
bare
All that is is from here to there
On the
The is quite clear
Don't yourself in your fear

waits on the walk
Some are long and some
But all of tall
Everyone must a choice
I go for it all
And fall
The tightrope is
I possibly win on the walk

Well high on the
The it bends
And knows where it ends
To win or to
all on your own
Everyone must be

On the
Everything's
All that there is is here to there
On the
The is quite clear
Don't lose yourself in fear
To win or to
all on your own
And must be alone

On the
Everythings
all that it is, is from here to
On the
The is quite clear
loose yourself in your
Fear...
Fear...