Luyện nghe bài hát Wind and Spirit

I hear a and turn to see
A new on that rusty weather vane
Suddenly the dead leaves are stirred
To scratch their circle down the lane

And now the sturdy oaks clappin
With the last few stubborn leaves wont let go
I can Old Glory snappin
And her rope now clangin against the pole

And my breath is snatched
And a chill up my spine
Feels like on the way
So I up to the sky, I look up to the sky

And from the corners of
Comes the Fathers holy
Ridin on a storm tender fierceness
Stirring my soul to holiness, stirring my soul to

I see the dust now resurrected
Swirling up my window pane
And carried the distance
Come the long awaited fragrances of and rain

And out the amber field
The grasses bend and bow and kiss the ground
And in them I see the of the souls
Who let the spirit lay them

And it takes my away
And a tear to my eye
Feels like on the way
So I look up to the sky, I up to the sky

And the corners of creation
Comes the holy breath
Ridin on a with tender fierceness
Stirring my soul to holiness, stirring my soul to

And like a mighty wind blows with a I cannot see
I will open wide my wings, I open wide my wings
I will open wide my and let the spirit carry me, yeah, yeah

the corners of creation
Comes the Fathers holy
on a storm with tender fierceness
Stirring my soul to holiness, my soul to holiness
Stirring my soul to

I hear a and turn to see
A new direction on that rusty weather