Luyện nghe bài hát An Orchid For My Withering Garden

Still drunken of shining meadows and the myriads of flowers,
we shut our eyes to the and fell asleep
...and oblivion erased our memories of fall and our eyes.
were the days, as autumn embraced
the of zephyr kissed the sky with passion...
But seldom we remembered the perfume
of a long withered spring and summer's
like a candle in the wind, leaving a legacy of gold...
...and we slumbered - dreamless and forlorn...
But for the who perceive, a blossom's tear
be a monument of those long faded summers
and bears the of a new spring
...and those feel no mourning as fall
grands a farewell kiss in the orchid-fileds
because gardens will gleam everlasting...