Luyện nghe bài hát Forsaken Gardens

Where are all the of yesterday?
Where, now, is the happiness and laughter 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 candle-light of
all colour fades, fingers grey....
Time, alone, murder all the flowers,
still, there's time to share our and all that we call 'ours'.
How much worse, then, if we all each others' needs
and keep our garden's
Its getting colder, and rain leave gashes;
looking back, I see the friends I've lost.
Fires smoulder, raking the ashes
my are dirty, my mind is numb,
I count the of 'I' :
"I to get on, I've got to tend my garden;
got to shut you out, no to crave your pardon now".
Now I see the garden that I've grown is just the
as those
the fences, to protect, simply divide....
There's everywhere, the weather has
played with the grass --
does anyone believe his really going to last?
In the time allotted us, can any man miserly his own?
Is there any pleasure in a solitary
and see my garden 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;
is so much emptiness and heartbreak and pain;
Somewhere on the road we have all a wrong
turn
how can we the right path again?
Through the grief, the pain,
our flowers each others' rain....