Luyện nghe bài hát She Flies On Strange Wings

From the
* Seven
* Golden Earring
* II
* Last blast of the

is the night without you
Just as lonely as a without sheep
and where the falcon,
in the high air
Without in the Sprane Valleys deer
She softness as a gown
She spreads all around
Her feathers still
She takes but nothing and she gives so

She on strange wings
She on strange winds
She brings strange
She flies on strange
She off when she desires
Silence grows on her
She can bring you so much
She love on all her trips, yeah

Woke up morning
and this came to my head
To fly with her sky to sky
my mind seemed to be dead
So I up towards her
on my mutilated
But all the blackness against me now
It's the of the strange wings
She wears softness as a
She spreads magic all
Her feathers untouched
She takes but and she gives so much