Luyện nghe bài hát In The Long Run

She him a letter to see how he's doing
stopped up for words on a pen she keeps chewing
The light from the window flows through her graying
The pen on the page is the proof that she still does

'cause in the long run the story's
And in the long run the young very, very old

He sits in the in the dark by his favourite tree
His mind is all in a haze of how things used to be
She carried him so far but had to let him go
He wanted one more chance at to let her know

'cause in the long run the heat cold
And in the long run the young grow very, old

He doesn't do much now, sits by the window light
His hair is so and his unshaven face so white
His heart feels a part of the breeze that is outside
His now see magic around him at most times

'cause in the long run the told
And in the long run the young very, very old

She walks in the morning, it's best seven
It's time of day that seems closest to heaven
She herself dancing and singing songs out loud
Songs from her childhood suddenly around

'cause in the long run the farm gets
And in the long run the young grow very, old

He's ready to go now, he's done his living
He's gone where he's going, he gave what he's
The and one times, he (said? ) before dinner
The thousand and two times, (their ) growing thinner

'cause in the run the story's told
And in the long run the young grow very, old