Luyện nghe bài hát Turn of the Century

Realising a out of stone,
Set moving.
shaped his heart,
Through his hands.
to mold his passion into clay,
the sun.

In his room, his lady,
She would and sing so completely.
"So be still," he now cries,
"I have time, oh let clay thee so."

In the deep of night,
calls, he cries "Don't deny me!"
For his lady, her illness.
has caught her,
And will for all take her.

In the light of dawn, she dies.
Helpless soul revealing.

Like we touch, we learn.
We knew the story.
As winter calls he starve,
All but to see the be life.

Now Roan, no tears.
Set to his strength,
So him.
Realizing a out of stone,
His work so him.

Could she hear
Could she see
All was his room,
in this light.
He touch her,
He would her.

as they danced,
Highest colors others.

Did her at the turn of the century,
me plainly.
How we'll meet, how love,
Oh, let so transform me.

Like we touch, we dance.
We knew the story.
As called and we both,
Remembered all those years ago.
I'm we know.

Was the in the day with a touch,
As I your fingers.
We hands in the sun,
when we're young,
Love so.

Was it sun the haze,
That all your looks,
As as moonlight?
As a pearl deep eyes,
have flown away,
All the light.

Did her eyes at the of the century,
me plainly.
When we meet, how look,
As we time will leave me clearly.

leaves we touch, we see,
We know the story.
As autumn calls we'll remember,
All many years ago.