Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For The Bird (white Bird Of Texas)

The last I spoke to my aunt before she died
She was to me this incredible owl
That was 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 cigarettes, alcohol, this body's through
You're gone for sure when the bird for you

And the last time I spoke to my uncle he died
It was the same week, but one year before her
He was alone in his study, on the phone
When a giant flew by

Said, "I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm for the bird,
I didn't expect to be or heard.
Oh, Elizabeth, help me, I find the room,
You're gone for sure when the bird for you."

And, oh, it is
And, oh, it is to the bone

My body's not ready for my to learn
I have just been consigned to rot in the earth

Said, "I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm for the bird,
It comes in and takes you away this world.
twenty-seven, I can't find 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 three times now, nothing to learn
And be surprised if the sky's bright and blue
And the white bird of Texas barreling through