Luyện nghe bài hát Footprints

It's beautiful
An old hand gathers
Can he see me here?
His is somewhere else

His friend have flown
He's left out in the
He sit by my fire
He says he it in the snow

footprints never go
He likes it in the

It's dark outside
The old hand's going
Has he waiting there?
Is he living on his

footprints never go
He likes it in the

White blanket, hiding the
Of tears she see
Oh, white blanket the memory
Of all that to be, all that used to be

But his heart keeps
In the old way
He can't feeling that
She come back someday

It's beautiful
A magpie for food
The old hand a crumb
Do you he's found a friend?

Where never go
He likes it in the

White blanket, hiding the
Of he didn't take
Oh white covers the memory
Of he didn't make [Incomprehensible]

Oh white blanket, hiding the
Of tears he see
Snow white blanket covers the memory
Of all that to be

But his heart keeps
In the old way
He can't feeling that
She come back someday