Luyện nghe bài hát Traveller

I woke up to a fresh new morning, I could hardly my limbs
A winter breeze touched my face, I shivered
A new day, a new beginning, so I the few I had,
And I was on the road again.
been travelling for long, seen many miracles,
The mysteries of the ocean's deep, the seizing mountaintops,
The ruins of passed away, and the masterpiece of blooming cultures.

Wherever I walked, life escorted me, wearing different masks time,
And once in a while I was shown her mysteries, all the cunning full of riddles,
Covered by secrets leading to simplicity, I have the key to solve the puzzles of the way ahead
every step, I left something behind, but I've taken many with me,
My bag is full of memories, one picked carefully by me, so that I can have them with me all the time.
They seem to me up. They paint a picture of a person.
like the one I want to become, closer and closer. But the painting is still not finished.
Only for today, for today it be, as I'll wake up tomorrow again.

I wanted to stop today, again. I don't feel like changing anymore.
I should rest, find peace for a while,
as long as peace me with gentle arms, before loneliness welcomes.
Sometimes it traps me, and I want to avoid feeling bad. But then it's bad.
I learned to for the good itself, and wake up like this every morning.
I'll have a long day again, so it's
It's to depart, this world still has treasures unknown.