Luyện nghe bài hát TURN OF THE CENTURY

Realising a form out of
Set moving
shaped his heart
Thru his hands
Work to mould his passion into
the sun

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

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

In the still of dawn, she dies
hands soul revealing

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

Now no more tears
Set to his strength
So him
a form out of stone, his work
So him
she hear him
she see him
All aglow was his room bathed in light
He touch her
He would her
Laughing as danced
Highest colours touching

Did her eyes at the of the century
me plainly
How we meet, how love
Or let life, so me

leaves we touched, we danced
We once the story
As called and we both
all those many years ago
I'm we know

Was the with a touch
As I kiss fingers
We hands in the sun
Memories we're young
Love so

Was it sun the haze
That made all your
as moonlight
As a pearl, deep eyes
Tears have flown
All the light

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

Like we touch, we search
We will the story
As autumn we will both remember
All those many ago