Luyện nghe bài hát Forsaken Gardens

Where are all the of yesterday?
Where, now, is the and laughter that we shared?
Gone, our childhood dreams, aspirations and beliefs --
Time is a thief, and he our gardens,
saplings, felling trees,
trampling on our flowers, sucking sap and seeds.
In the midnight of experience
all colour fades, green grey....
Time, alone, shall all the flowers,
still, there's time to share our plots and all that we 'ours'.
How worse, then, if we all deny each others' needs
and keep our privately?
Its getting colder, and rain leave gashes;
looking back, I only see the I've lost.
Fires smoulder, through the ashes
my hands are dirty, my is numb,
I the cost of 'I' :
"I to get on, I've got to tend my garden;
got to shut you out, no time to crave your now".
Now I see the garden that I've is just the same
as outside;
the fences, erected to protect, divide....
ruination everywhere, the weather has
played havoc the grass --
does anyone believe his garden's really to last?
In the time us, can any man keep miserly his own?
Is there any pleasure in a solitary
Come and see my if you will ----
I'd like someone to see it all each root is killed.
now its time to open up each life to all ----
tear the walls, if its not too late!
is so much sorrow in the world;
there is so much emptiness and and pain;
Somewhere on the road we have all taken a
----
how can we the right path again?
the grief, through the pain,
our flowers need each rain....