Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nobody Perfect

Unforgiveness is a cell that made for myself.
can be said before, "Farewell"

Rich splashed his with cold water, took a look at the man in the mirror.
He dried up and out to the porch to finally talk to his father.
A man now tired, of his anger.
His son him in the eye, spoke through anxiety.

Dad, has been weighing on me."
is it, Richie?"
He took a deep breath, his back in sweat.
He heard the ice melt in his father's tea, the creek of the swing.
Quietly, began to speak,
is a cell that I've made for myself.
Things can be before, "Farewell"

When I was young, you were to me; a terrible father, a worse husband.
You have to see the on your hands.
Of all people, know what it's like to fear ol' man.
My entire life I've resented you, but now I get what mum meant when she said, nobody perfect, ain't nobody gotta be perfect' I'm tired of carrying resentments.
I'm trying my best to forgive you, to forgive you, to you, to forgive you!"

Oh my son, for what done, I'm so sorry.
know that I've always loved you, if you ever can forgive me."

Our unforgiveness is a that we make for ourselves.
Things can be before, "Farewell"

Oh my son, for I've done, I'm sorry."

(A father, so broken, a son, never outspoken, held each other in warm embrace)
Tears of joy and pain streaming down face.
opens the door to change.