Luyện nghe bài hát Notes from the Waiting Room

Come and sit yourself me
This will be my request
I was born in these mountains
Leave my here to rest

Cover me with of flowers
A of satin for my head
Lay me out in sheets of
Sing a song when I'm dead

And say to these high valleys
Say to the steam trains moan
Give me to fly over deserts
Let me lose where the wild horses

my love to all my family
Say a for all my friends
They all gone before me
to see them in the end

Open the window and let me slowly
The smell of takes me away
I stop my own destruction
me strength, help me to pray