Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

A poor orphan named Maria
Was walking to one day
She stopped for to rest by the
Where a with a broken wing lay

A few moments passed she saw it
For it's feathers were covered sand
But clean and wrapped it
Was traveling in the warmth of Maria's small

She happily gave her peso
On a cage of rushes and twine
She fed it loose corn the market
And watched it grow stronger time

Now the Christmas Eve service was
And the church shone with tinsel and
And all of the folks brought presents
To lay by the manger that

There were diamonds and
And perfumes in fit for a king
But for one ragged bird in a small
Maria had to bring

She till just before midnight
So no one see her go in
And crying she knelt by the
For her gift was of Him

Then the Lord to her through the darkness
"Maria, what you to me
If the bird in the cage is offering
the door and let me see"

she trembled, she did as He ask her
And out of the cage the flew
Soaring up the rafters
On a wing that had healed as new

Just then the bells rang out
And the bird started to sing
A song that no words recapture
Whose was fit for a king

Now Maria felt blessed to listen
To that cascade of notes and long
As her was lifted to Heaven
By the very nightingale's song