🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Exile - Enya

 Cold as the  winds
 In  mornings,
  is the cry that rings
 From this far distant 
 
 Winter  come too late
 Too close  me.
 How can  chase away
 All these fears deep 
 
  wait the signs to come.
 I'll find  way
 I will  the time to come.
 I'll find a way 
 
 My  shall be the moon
  my path - the ocean.
 My guide the  star
 As I  home to you.
 
 I'll wait the signs  come.
 I'll  a way
 I will wait  time to come.
  find a way home.
 
 Who then can warm my 
 Who  quell my passion?
 Out  these dreams - a boat
 I will sail home to