Luyện nghe bài hát Outlive The Hand

In death she of waiting
Her final were long
These fields changed since last she wept
the silent throng

She where childhood memories lie
Above, beside, within
The carvings have outlived the
Which bled to begin them

As features of the landscape
The oldest trees are
Awareness the view aside
She stares as if

Seen beyond the canopy
They had reached the borders
The clouds infused with breath
Arrived from corners

The windswept valley now
As dying are uttered
From of earth and sapling's strain
Like leaves, her thoughts fluttered

it darkens overhead
The of it stills me
And when the starts to fall
Preserve the drop that me