Luyện nghe bài hát In Parting

After one but the next,
In a tree where new writhed and flexed
Two emerged to hold the world
And grow from feeble curled

But fate would see part that day
As cut their branch away
By to distant places sent
as if it all had meant

That though their wounds would fade,
wonder where their brother lay
For every day from day on
Theyd wait to a certain song

In vain, for years, one was strong
And one was not, for far too
his bones and thoughts were old,
And feathers and lost and cold

The of the two could see
A bird, how weak was he
In near but knowing not,
who he was, or why, or what

The stronger talons tore at
And away that feathered mess
And all a sound or cry,
Or even ever why

Yet as the sun began to
He seemed to sense, he seemed to
That soon his might appear
From close, from somewhere near
Convinced this was his fate,
Above his corpse, he sat to