Luyện nghe bài hát Brian's Song (The Hand's of Time)

If the hands of
Were hands that I hold,
I'd keep warm and in my hands
not turn cold.

Hand in hand choose
The moments that last.
The moments that
have no future and no past.

The summer the top of the swing,
The comfort in the of a lullaby,
The of leaves in the spring,
But most of all the
When love first me!

All the happy
Would never to fly,
Until the of time
Would to wave Goodbye.