Luyện nghe bài hát Autumn Tree

Under the autumn
The where you would swing
A yard so of leaves
me

A man resembles me
Watching his young sleep
Now i'm off to
me

Is my old shape, my mind is away,
How have you been gone
The winter aged the soft of your face
And i cant on

Market sun
from an early hunt
I wait but you're
on

Is my old shape, my mind is away,
How long have you been
The cold winter aged the soft of face
And i cant on

on
on
I cant on