Luyện nghe bài hát In The End (German)

Procession on, the shouting is over
to the glory of loved ones now gone
Talking aloud as sit round their tables
Scattering flowers washed down by the

Stood by the gate at the of the garden
Watching them pass like in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the
by a fury that burns from inside

Cry like a child, though these years me older
With children my time is so spent
A to keep, though their inner communion
Accept like a curse, an unlucky

Played by the gate at the foot of the
My stretches out from the fence to the wall
No words could explain, no determine
Just watching the trees and the leaves as fall