Luyện nghe bài hát Old Friends

Old friends, old
Sat on their park like bookends
A newspaper blown the grass
Falls on the round
Of the shoes of the old friends

Old friends, companions, the old men
Lost in overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting trees
Settle like dust on the of the old friends

Can you imagine us years from
Sharing a bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be
Old friends, memory the same years
Silently sharing the same