Luyện nghe bài hát Gandhi/Buddha

Feel this blow, scatter all these leaves like paper rain.
Feel days roll back into our winter lives again.
The tangle at the garden is brown and dry.
You call me out and point to November sky.

I must've been Gandhi or or someone like that,
I must've saved by the hundreds everywhere I went.
I brought rest to the restless, fed the hungry too,
I must've something great to get to have you.

When the cold comes and you are by fire and fast asleep,
I'll turn a on, to watch the snow outside fall soft and deep.
And the winter morning shines all white and blue,
We'll watch the dogs run through the fields like do.
(repeat chorus)

I suppose stranger things have to pass,
the forest I can't see.
I was so down and lost and fast.
How did you you'r way to me?
(repeat chorus)