Luyện nghe bài hát Wind and Spirit

I hear a and turn to see
A new direction on that rusty vane
Suddenly the dead brown leaves are
To scratch their circle dances down the

And now the sturdy oaks start
With the last few stubborn that wont let go
I can hear Old snappin
And her tattered rope now clangin the pole

And my breath is away
And a runs up my spine
Feels somethins on the way
So I look up to the sky, I up to the sky

And from the of creation
the Fathers holy breath
Ridin on a storm tender fierceness
my soul to holiness, stirring my soul to holiness

I see the dust now resurrected
up against my window pane
And cross the distance
Come the long fragrances of earth and rain

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

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

And from the of creation
Comes the Fathers breath
Ridin on a storm tender fierceness
Stirring my soul to holiness, my soul to ho-holiness

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

From the corners of
Comes the Fathers holy
Ridin on a storm tender fierceness
my soul to holiness, stirring my soul to holiness
Stirring my to ho-holiness

I a sound and turn to see
A new on that rusty weather vane