Luyện nghe bài hát Gates to the Garden

Past the windows of the angel
Down Athenaeum to the cathedral
the churchyard I wandered
Sat for a spell and I pondered
My back to the gates, my to the gates
My to the gates of the garden

Fugitive fathers, infants, decent mothers
Runaways and lovers
boxes of ordinary bones
Of plans and sudden shattered hopes
In unlucky rows, in unhappy
In rows, up to the gates of the garden

Won't you me at the gates?
Won't you me at the gates?
Won't you me at the gates to the garden?

the creeping shadow of the tower
The from St. Edmunds informs me of the hour
I turn to you waiting there for me
In and I see the way that you breathe
All alive and the leaning, and the leaning
All alive and the leaning, leaning on the to the garden

Leave ancient places to the angels
Let the saints attend to the of their cathedral
And leave the dead the ground so cold
For God is in this that I hold
As we open up the gates, as we up the gates
We open up the to the garden

you meet me at the gates?
Won't you meet me at the
Won't you me at the gates to the garden?