Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor orphan girl Maria
Was to market one day
She stopped for to rest by the
Where a bird with a wing lay

A few moments passed she saw it
For its feathers were covered sand
And soon and wrapped it was traveling
In the warmth of Marias small

She happily her last peso
On a cage made of and twine
She fed it loose from the market
And it grow stronger with time

Now the gift-giving service was
And the church shone tinsel and light
And all of the town brought presents
To lay by the that night

There where diamonds, incense and
And packages fit for a
But for one ragged in a small cage
had nothing to bring

She waited till just midnight
So no one see her go in
And she knelt by the manger
For her was unworthy of him

Then a voice spoke to her the darkness
Maria, what you to me?
If the bird in the cage is offering
the door, let me see

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

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

Now Maria felt blessed just to
To that cascade of notes sweet and
As her offering was to heaven
By the very nightingales song