Luyện nghe bài hát Cymbaline

The path you tread is
And the drop is shear and very
The ravens all are
From a vantage point

creeping
Like a tube-train up your
the tightrope reach the end
Will the final rhyme

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is high time,
wake me

A butterfly with wings
Is falling by side
The all are closing in
There's you can hide

Your and agent
Are both on the phone
colored photographs
To back home

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is time, Cymbaline
Please me

The converging where you stand
They must have moved the picture
The leaves are around your feet
You hear the thunder of the

And suddenly it you
That moving into range
And Doctor
Is always size

And it's high time,
It is high time,
wake me

And it's time, Cymbaline
It is high time,
wake me