Luyện nghe bài hát Old Churchyard

Come, come with me to the old
I so well those paths 'neath the soft green sward
Friends slumber in that we want to regard
We trace out their names in the old churchyard

Mourn not for them for trials are o'er
Why weep for who will weep no more?
For sweet is their sleep, cold and hard
Their pillows may be in the old

I know that it's vain when our friends
To kind words to a broken heart
And I know that the joy of is marred
When we follow lost friends to the old

But were I at rest yonder tree
Why you weep, my friends, for me?
I'm so weary, so wayworn, why you retard
The peace I in the old churchyard?

Why for me for I'm anxious to go
To that haven of where no tears ever flow
And I fear my fate when it's time to depart
I will set the sun in the old churchyard

I rest in the hope that one day
Sunshine will burst through these prisons of
The will sound in the hills near and far
Will wake up the in the old churchyard

I rest in the hope that one day
will burst through these prisons of clay
The trumpets will sound in the hills and far
Will up the dead in the old churchyard

The trumpets sound in the hills near and far
wake up the dead in the old churchyard