Luyện nghe bài hát Zen Archer

Pretty with feathers falling
Pretty as a calling
For her and midnight lover
As she into the water

And a yellow is rising
And there be no disguising
That the pretty is dying
With a silver arrow at its side

Rivers of
of tears
Life without
And death reason

To the United Nations
To your expectations
To the moment that you
As a dark figure slips from out of the

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

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

And he halved in Boulder
Justifiability is in the hands of the
And you don't know
What people will do

of pain
Valleys of
Death life
And life meaning

To the promise kept and
To the love never spoken
Just as surely as I'm in ears
A dark figure slips from out of the

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