Luyện nghe bài hát Zen Archer

Pretty bird with feathers
Pretty as a lady
For her pink and midnight
As she into the water

And a moon is rising
And there can't be no
the pretty bird is dying
With a arrow lying at its side

Rivers of
Oceans of
without death
And death without

To the whole Nations
To your expectations
To the that you realize
As a dark figure slips out of the shadow

Pretty bird its eyes
bird dies
Another pretty thing
On the end of the of the Zen Archer

A man in forgotten
With an outlook is rotten
And an attitude to it
Finds inside a hatchet

And he someone in Boulder
Justifiability is in the of the beholder
And you don't know
What will do next

Mountains of
of love
Death without
And life meaning

To the promise kept and
To the love that's spoken
as surely as I'm in your ears
A dark slips from out of the shadow

bird closes its eyes
Pretty dies
Another pretty thing
On the end of the shaft of the Zen