Luyện nghe bài hát Child Of Dust

Dear you are my son and I
you not your spirit but your shape
All Eden's wealth arrayed your eyes
I fathomed not you wanted to

Though I only gave you love
every child youve chosen to rebel
Uprooted flowers and filled the holes with
Ask not for they toll the solemn bells

A child of dust to now return
For every seed must die it grows
And above the world may toil and turn
No spade will find you here below

Now safe beneath their and their feet
Here I will you truly how to sleep