Luyện nghe bài hát White Snow

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At this moment, monks are in deep somewhere
Unaware that phone conversations are interrupting their prayer
NASA is beaming to satellites around Mars
their radar, through my body, then out to yours, then out to the stars

Baton from them to me to you
From to me to you
toss from them to me to you
From to me to you

White Snow. We're static. We can't help but with this
It's automatic and tragic and so magic
We can't see running through us
We follow where eyes won't let us go
Let love exist between the lines like white snow

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Invisible to us, we must trust they won't bring us harm
While the ghosts who among us
Are than a little jealous
are sounding their dead alarm

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