Luyện nghe bài hát Forsaken Gardens

Where are all the joys of
Where, now, is the happiness and that we shared?
Gone, like our childhood dreams, and beliefs --
Time is a thief, and he our gardens,
stripping saplings, trees,
trampling on our flowers, sucking sap and seeds.
In the candle-light of experience
all colour fades, green grey....
Time, alone, shall all the flowers,
still, there's to share our plots and all that we call 'ours'.
How worse, then, if we all deny each others' needs
and keep our garden's
Its colder, wind and rain leave gashes;
back, I only see the friends I've lost.
Fires smoulder, raking through the
my are dirty, my mind is numb,
I count the of 'I' :
"I need to get on, I've got to my garden;
got to shut you out, no time to crave pardon now".
Now I see the garden that grown is just the same
as outside;
the fences, erected to protect, divide....
There's ruination everywhere, the has
played havoc the grass --
does anyone believe his garden's going to last?
In the time us, can any man keep miserly his own?
Is any pleasure in a solitary growth?
Come and see my if you will ----
I'd someone to see it all before each root is killed.
Surely now its to open up each life to all ----
down the walls, if its not too late!
There is so sorrow in the world;
there is so much emptiness and heartbreak and
on the road we have all taken a wrong
turn
how can we build the path again?
the grief, through the pain,
our flowers need each rain....