Luyện nghe bài hát Tree Of Birds

In a desert the desert sunbeam
on a small boy laying sick in bed
It his fevered brow so much she witched somehow
But the sun was the shade instead

I the whippoorwill which throne is windowsill
And the boy's fevered plea
He whippoorwilled a cry to feathered friends by
And an old time at all they made a

A tree of birds, a bird
the tree started singing merrily
Chirrup twee twee
Get on your feet, sweetly sang a of bird

When the little boy heard lovely song
He looked all around and to his
There was a wondrous tree a singing tree
A tree of birds right before his weary eyes

With their little wings they kept things
his fever broke and ill may flow away
The boy has tried to tell how birds him well
But no one him to this say

A tree of birds, a tree
Soon the tree singing merrily
chirrup twee twee
Get on your feet, sang a tree of bird

(A of bird)
A of bird