Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For The Bird

(White Of Texas)
The last time I spoke to my aunt she died
She was to me this incredible owl
was sitting in a tree
It meant to me
But it a lot more now
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird
I'm waiting, I'm ready, I know it is my
All those cigarettes, alcohol, this body's
You're for sure when the bird comes for you
And the last I spoke to my uncle before he died
It was the very same week, but one year her
He was sitting alone in his study, on the
When a hawk flew by
Said, "I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm for the bird,
I didn't to be noticed or heard.
Oh, Elizabeth, help me, I find the room,
You're gone for when the bird comes for you."
And, oh, it is
And, oh, it is cold to the
My body's not for my mind to learn
I have just consigned here to rot in the earth
Said, "I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm for the bird,
It comes in and you away from this world.
Gate twenty-seven, I can't the room.
You're free to now, they're waiting for you."
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the
I've seen it times now, there's nothing to learn
And be surprised if the sky's bright and blue
And the bird of Texas comes barreling through