Luyện nghe bài hát An Orchid For My Withering Garden

Still of spring's shining meadows and the myriads of flowers,
we shut our eyes to the beauty and fell
...and oblivion erased our memories of fall and our eyes.
Overwhelming were the days, as embraced
the land of zephyr the sky with passion...
But more we remembered the perfume
of a long withered spring and summer's
like a candle in the wind, leaving a legacy of gold...
...and still we slumbered - and forlorn...
But for the sleepless who perceive, a tear
will be a monument of those long faded
and bears the seed of a new
...and those will no mourning as fall
grands them a farewell kiss in the
because their gardens will everlasting...