Luyện nghe bài hát Wanderers

This light of mine
I was told to let it
But I idly by
And that poor flame die

I it from the bushel and brush
Away the grasp of men
I left that in the light
Where my flame could right in

I will this cross
And I wear these thorns
I bear this cross
I will these thorns

But I know all dark won't swallow
All the I hide but still host her
I'll learn to
She will grow and
And she shine so bright

"Don't let Satan it out"
The teachers always
But enough he figured out
It wasn't his breathe
this little light of mine
Is all its bright

Not to the dark, I inside
But to the kept from its sight
Below the smoke burns a fire
A small spark 'neath all these ashes
Promise me you'll blow until I

I will this cross
I will wear thorns

But I know all this dark won't
All the light I hide but still her
I'll learn to
He will and grow
And she will so bright

I've learned to
All the but no flame
Ashes, ashes, we all down

Ashes, ashes, we all down
(I bear this cross)
Ashes, ashes, we all down
(I wear these thorns)

But I know all this dark swallow
The light I hide but still her
I'll to hold
She grow and grow
And she will shine so

Ashes to ashes, we all down

This light of mine
I was told to let it
But I idly by