Luyện nghe bài hát Essay

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

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

(only love will to love)
Behind all his notions of chagrin,
Are old pickett thatíll be white once again,
And there he waits ready for a to begin.

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

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

What become of his helpless cry
As the youth of a little boy by?

love will lead to love.