Luyện nghe bài hát Turn the Bells

The has nothing to sell
Left alone it's shiver
whistles through the wood
Fish teeth snapping in a

Peaks the sky
a child's icy toes
Dipped in a
That a few of us

And the just a ripple
A from the impact

on the streets
Look like at morning
Ice blots in the cracks
Where tears must fallen

Oil by the bucket
to the heavens
Offerings of
Small and lemons

Drumbeats in the
And in the huts
Protectors
For the time in months

You find some friends
hold each other
And I'll turn the
I'll the bells

You some best friends
We'll hold other
And turn the bells
I'll turn the

The storm clouds
And everything's for
The of rapids
And of sunset

Beads like bones
Through fingers and
Poor pick cheap quartz
In the quarries and

A group of sandalwood
clotted blood colored bark
Candle-lit
Half-moon in the dark

The biker smoking
On the edge of the
The smoke like white
A white-eyed

There's in the water
photos in a box
They're by the current
And by the rocks

You find some friends
We'll each other
And turn the bells
turn the bells

You find some best
hold each other
And I'll turn the
I'll turn the

You some best friends
We'll hold other
And I'll turn the
I'll turn the

You some best friends
We'll each other
And I'll the bells
I'll the bells