Luyện nghe bài hát Flickering Flame

When my neurons conspire to direct my
Away from and competitive sports
Back to the where all rivers run to the sea
Then I shall be
Yes I be free

On a in a strange land
The jackdaw sat on the hand
And the fiddlers
And the planners plan would be
On a back in a court room
Sat Molly and Leopold Bloom
Until the police came with a new broom
And swept them

Geronimo
Like the Eskimo
the Blackfoot
And the Arapaho
Like Horse
be the last one to lay down my gun

On the open in a bar room
A up band plays a new tune
When the girls sing
I feel my heart
a new song hits the right note
When a clearing sky an old boat
an insight strikes the mote
From own eye

Geronimo
Like Quinn the
Like the
And the Arapaho
Crazy Horse
I'll be the one to lay down my gun

out of sight
Beyond the range
I'll feel the heat of a flickering

On an African Plain by a tree
My old friend is waiting for me
Que cera,
ever will be will be
When a friend and the tears rise
From that deep well that never dry
And the break their bracelets
And the men take their outside

In a pied-a-terre on the rue St
The red velvet curtain back to reveal
The place the dark side meets the angel in me
The in me

When my synapses pause in my for applause
When my ego go of my end of the bone
To focus on the love that is precious to me
I shall be free
I shall be