Luyện nghe bài hát Forsaken Gardens

Where are all the joys of
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, 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, wind and rain gashes;
looking back, I only see the I've lost.
smoulder, raking through the ashes
my hands are dirty, my is numb,
I count the of 'I' :
"I to get on, I've got to tend my garden;
got to you out, no time to crave your pardon now".
Now I see the garden that I've grown is the same
as outside;
the fences, erected to protect, divide....
There's everywhere, the weather has
played havoc with the --
does anyone believe his really going to last?
In the time allotted us, can any man miserly his own?
Is any pleasure in a solitary growth?
Come and see my garden if you will
I'd like someone to see it all before root is killed.
Surely now its time to up each life to all ----
tear the walls, if its not too late!
There is so much sorrow in the
there is so much and heartbreak and pain;
Somewhere on the road we have all taken a
turn
how can we build the right again?
the grief, through the pain,
our need each others' rain....