Luyện nghe bài hát TURN OF THE CENTURY

Realising a form out of
Set moving
Roan shaped his
Thru his working
Work to mould his passion clay
the sun

In his room, his
She would dance and so completely
So be still, he now
I have time, oh let transform thee so, love

In the cold of night
Winter calls, he cries, deny me
For his lady, her illness
Time has her
And will for all take her

In the still of dawn, she dies
hands soul revealing

Like we touch, we learn
We once knew the
As winter he will starve
All but to see the be life

Now Roan no tears
Set to work his
So him
Realising a out of stone, his work
So him
Could she him
she see him
All was his room bathed in this light
He touch her
He hold her
as they danced
Highest colours others

Did her eyes at the turn of the
Tell me
How we meet, how we'll
Or let life, so me

Like leaves we touched, we
We knew the story
As called and we both
Remembered all many years ago
I'm sure we

Was the sign a touch
As I kiss your
We hands in the sun
Memories when we're
Love so

Was it sun thru the
That made all your
Warm as
As a pearl, your eyes
Tears have away
All the same

Did her at the turn of the century
Tell me
When we meet how we'll
As we smile time will leave me

Like we touch, we search
We know the story
As calls we will both remember
All those years ago