Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn

Sunday morning, very
I read Your by colored light
came in through the pretty window picture

I some houses
Where they said that You were
And they a lot about You
And they spoke about Your

They a basket with some envelopes
I just had time to write a
And all it said was I in You

conversations
Where mentioned Your existence
And the fact
You had been replaced by Your

The discussion was
And they smiled and turned to me
All that I say was I believe in You

I visited house again
On Christmas or
And a balded man said You dead
But the house go on living

He poetry
And as he saw me to leave
He shook his and said I'd never find You

My mother used to me up
And while my dad was
We would walk down to house without speaking