Luyện nghe bài hát I Know How You Got Old

Read the in the spring
Thought a lot about role in suffering
And all...all of the of times.

I heard the news in
Had no symptoms, the reasons why
All...all of those lost, sacred rhymes lies.

I had imagined it mattered reasons to use
But winter nothing but all the bad news we could bear
hardly bear

Heard your voice through the
Felt you standing at every street I passed
And then...then I was alone.

I to think what you said
To remember the last lines you read
And grinned...grinned with the grace of a

I had imagined the way to deal with the blow
We stood on the lawn and we sang in the
How I God to know

I how you got old.