Luyện nghe bài hát Essay

And he stands -a little boy,
No shoes on his feet and in his hands.
Molding dreams from the of his fathers,
And fathers him.

And there he walks -a boy,
In a already chosen.
And in his mind the strides all match,
But his steps smaller.

(only will lead to love)
all his notions of doubtful chagrin,
Are old pickett fences be white once again,
And there he waits for a life to begin.

And there he sits -a boy,
through windows.
And all he sees in the of peace,
Is a out of reach.

Tell me whatís where the light doesnít shine.
A little boy whose lost and a heís yet to find.

What will become of his cry
As the youth of a boy passes by?

Only love lead to love.