🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Little Fly - Esperanza Spalding

 Little Fly,
 The summer's 
 My thoughtless 
 Has  away.
 
 Am not 
 A fly like 
 Or art  thou
 A  like me?
 
 Ahhhhh.. little 
 
 For I 
 And  and sing,
  some blind hand
 Shall  my wing.
 
 If thought is 
 And strength and 
 And the 
  thought is death;
 
 Ahhhhhaha..  fly
 
 Then  I
  happy fly,
 If  live,
 Or if I