Luyện nghe bài hát Enya

Enya, In your is there a word for anger
Or is it in your temple where you
Enya, In your temple you flowers like fire
But now colours faded and you're cold
in your inner circle, Strength ain't muscle
Whatever makes it better, onto your pride
In time your faith will wither, up and gone
won't live forever
Enya, In your garden all of your angels
Taking you into hiding, their wings
Enya, In saviour can you find hope for future
Where all fears and angers won't cloud way
Enya, In your shelter, Is there a fire for
Burning your away