Luyện nghe bài hát Turn the Bells

The market-place has nothing to
alone it's awnings shiver
Wind whistles through the
Fish teeth snapping in a

Peaks the sky
a child's icy toes
Dipped in a
That a few of us

And the cloud a ripple
A shock the impact

on the streets
Look like at morning
Ice blots in the cracks
Where tears have fallen

Oil by the feeds
to the heavens
Offerings of
Small and lemons

Drumbeats in the
And heartbeats in the
unveiled
For the first in months

You find some friends
We'll hold each
And turn the bells
I'll turn the

You find some friends
We'll hold other
And I'll the bells
I'll turn the

The storm pass
And everything's for
The chattering of
And of sunset

crunch like bones
Through and knuckles
Poor hams pick quartz
In the and cliff-edge

A of sandalwood trees
With blood colored bark
Candle-lit
Half-moon in the dark

The biker gang
On the edge of the
The smoke like white
A mistake

spirits in the water
Like in a box
They're torn by the
And by the rocks

You find some friends
We'll each other
And turn the bells
turn the bells

You find best friends
We'll each other
And I'll the bells
I'll turn the

You some best friends
hold each other
And I'll turn the
I'll the bells

You some best friends
We'll hold other
And I'll turn the
turn the bells