Luyện nghe bài hát Outlive The Hand

In she spoke of waiting
Her days were long
These fields changed since last she wept
Before the silent

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

As features of the landscape
The trees are falling
sweeps the view aside
She as if recalling

first beyond the canopy
They soon had the borders
The clouds infused with breath
from coldest corners

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

Again it darkens
The of it stills me
And when the water to fall
Preserve the that kills me