Luyện nghe bài hát Grief

If solitude grief
This heart of mine a
memories indeed hardly a relief
What offers a last caress?
What comfort a last caress?

No flowers to pick in May
Any are all in vain
No flowers to pick in May
Any are all in vain

is a gift from Heaven
Lifts into grace our desires
Shared with angels By Gods
passion, a spark of immortal fire

This heart of mine a
This heart of a wilderness
comfort offers a last caress?
What offers a last caress?

But beautiful poems do not cover
In loss I sense any splendour
Comforting words are all in
Yesterday's seem too tender

grand in a theatre play
They claim sunshine to follow rain
But no flowers to pick in May
For she is all the same

What comfort offers a last
What comfort offers a caress?

No more flowers to in May
Any are all in vain
No more flowers to in May
Any are all in vain