Luyện nghe bài hát Old Churchyard

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

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

I know that it's vain when our depart
To breathe kind words to a heart
And I know the joy of life 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 would you
The peace I seek in the old

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

I rest in the that one bright day
Sunshine will burst through these of clay
The trumpets will sound in the hills and far
Will wake up the in the old churchyard

I rest in the that one bright day
Sunshine will through these prisons of clay
The trumpets will sound in the near and far
wake up the dead in the old churchyard

The trumpets will in the hills near and far
Will up the dead in the old churchyard