Luyện nghe bài hát Turn the Bells

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

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

And the cloud just a
A shock from the

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

Oil by the feeds
to the heavens
Offerings of
Small bills and

in the caves
And heartbeats in the
Protectors
For the first in months

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

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

The storm pass
And for sale
The chattering of
And of sunset

Beads crunch like
Through and knuckles
Poor hams pick cheap
In the quarries and

A of sandalwood trees
With clotted blood colored
Candle-lit
smiles in the dark

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

There's spirits in the
Like in a box
They're by the current
And crushed by the

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

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

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

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