Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of A Rose

A December day in the cemetary
he is standing at her
and he is reading the golden
in rememberance...once more.

Her beauty was a flower in
the nicest thing in his
her was the most wonderful creation
a man could think of.

Her presence him happy
every touch a
her voice made him feel so
every a harmony.

Her put to a sudden end
how can he go on
with her love taken him
he is shattered.

has disappeared
whats left is and grief
the rose is and withered
but the thorns grow.

Your presence me happy
every touch like a caress
your made me feel so whole
every a harmony.

Your life put to a end
how can I go on
with your love from me
I am shattered.

has disappeared
whats left is pain and
the is dead and withered
but the thorns grow.
I breathe your
I feel your love in me.