🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Little Fly - Esperanza Spalding

 Little Fly,
 The  play
  thoughtless hand
  brushed away.
 
 Am not 
 A  like thee?
 Or art not 
 A man like 
 
  little fly
 
 For  dance
 And  and sing,
 Till some  hand
  brush my wing.
 
 If thought  life
 And strength  breath
 And the 
 Of thought  death;
 
 Ahhhhhaha.. little 
 
 Then am 
  happy fly,
  I live,
  if I die.