Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor orphan named Maria
Was to market one day
She stopped for to by the roadside
Where a with a broken wing lay

A few moments passed she saw it
For its feathers covered with sand
And soon cleaned and wrapped it was
In the warmth of Marias hand

She happily gave her last
On a cage made of rushes and
She fed it corn from the market
And watched it stronger with time

Now the gift-giving was coming
And the church shone with and light
And all of the town folk brought
To lay by the manger night

There where diamonds, and perfume
And fit for a king
But for one bird in a small cage
had nothing to bring

She waited till just before
So no one see her go in
And crying she knelt by the
For her gift was of him

Then a spoke to her through the darkness
Maria, brings you to me?
If the in the cage is your offering
the door, let me see

So she trembled, she did as he her
And out of the the bird flew
up into the rafters
On a wing that had good as new

Just then the bells rang out
And the bird started to sing
A song no words could recapture
For its was fit for a king

Now felt blessed just to listen
To that cascade of notes and long
As her offering was lifted to
By the very first song