Luyện nghe bài hát Footprints

It's beautiful
An old hand wood
Can he see me sitting
His is somewhere else

His friend have flown
left out in the cold
He sit by my fire
He says he likes it in the

Where footprints go
He it in the snow

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

Where footprints go
He likes it in the

White blanket, the traces
Of tears she see
Oh, blanket covers the memory
Of all that used to be, all used to be

But his keeps aching
In the old way
He help feeling that
She might back someday

beautiful outside
A looks for food
The old throws a crumb
Do you think he's a friend?

Where never go
He it in the snow

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

Oh blanket, hiding the traces
Of he didn't see
Snow white simply covers the memory
Of all that to be

But his heart aching
In the old way
He help feeling that
She come back someday