Luyện nghe bài hát Turn the Bells

The market-place has to sell
alone it's awnings shiver
Wind whistles the wood
teeth snapping in a river

Peaks the sky
Like a icy toes
Dipped in a
a few of us know

And the just a ripple
A shock from the

on the streets
Look like at morning
Ice blots in the 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 time in months

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

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

The storm clouds
And for sale
The of rapids
And of sunset

Beads crunch like
fingers and knuckles
Poor hams cheap quartz
In the and cliff-edge

A group of trees
With clotted colored bark
Candle-lit
smiles in the dark

The biker smoking
On the of the lake
The like white horses
A mistake

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

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

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

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

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