Luyện nghe bài hát Rain

Dying rose in a of gold
For someone who
And brings her to life
on your defeated leaves
And a tear for arm
No soul to for here
Rain above here never reached to make her blind
And the colored night
Tragedy by trust, her wolrd to the pyre
And the fire wrote lines
to a world that's built on lost
The has begun
To shate its silent
Her loving to dust
in my hands, soul twisted out, crawling to the end...
Rain above her eyes never reached to make her
And the fire colored
by trust, lost her wolrd to the pyre
And the fire these lines.
Rain above her eyes never reached to make her
And the fire night
by trust, lost her wolrd to the pyre
And the wrote these lines.