Luyện nghe bài hát Little Road

How can there be in this world?
With the in these hills, the blue October sky,
this little road that winds the river.
barns and tractors in the fields
And families sit in yards, or stand outside the churches
are throwing footballs and pulling carts of pumpkins
And the sun is sparkling on the water.

How can there be such in this world?
the mountains roll so gently,
Deer on the hillsides, birds chat on the phone lines
The whole wide a prayer for Sunday morning
The geese inspect the stubble in the
And all along the roadside, stop to wonder
At the new October
And a red tailed hawk is
And a father his daughter
And an old man the car door for his wife to come and see
Then they turn and at me.
How can be such trouble in this world?

I know of course I that this is not the only picture
I don't of course I don't what to do.

But the road keeps through the afternoon
And it doesn't know the or an inkling of the shadow
of the across the water, the hatred and the horror.
It just wanders this valley with the river by its side
As the light from the sky
The beautiful light fades the sky...