Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Gardens

The behind the painting I drew is already told
No more stains on the pages of my diary

Tired but unable to up
Since I'm for the lives I saved

The play is
The curtain's

All the are told
All the orchids
in my own world
Now I care for dead

My is little worth anymore
Time to lay this weary pen

The play is
The down

are the wolves, the underwater moon
The path, the haven of youth
of the starlit sea?

Have I felt for one man's deed
Or is it to challenge the Ancient of Days
And let the conceive?

All the tales are
All the gone

All the tales are
All the orchids
in my own world
Now I for dead gardens