Luyện nghe bài hát April Grove

Watching the wings of
Fly
I his victims
As die

No one sheds a
No one
will come and go this year
In April

Under the leaves some
Springtails
They hardly see the
of day

Till you scratch
At roof of clay
Then they jump away
In Grove

April
I'm an
In clothing in realm
I'm
I'm
But you're me here
And I'm overwhelmed stoned

Watching of

Following thistle
Pollen

Sipping flower
In the sun
Between shadows through
To April

April
I'm an
In clothing in realm
I'm
I'm
But you're me here
And I'm getting stoned

meanderings of

Following thistle
Pollen

No one
No one hears
will come and go this year
In April