Luyện nghe bài hát Rusing in the Rain

Rod

The old gate is rusting in the rain. Children, comin' home from school, no longer skim their on the old town creek
That just around the becomes a pool.

And we've all grown older. Come see where we have out here rusting in the rain.

The old house is creaking in the rain. Lovers, comin' the hill, no longer stop to linger by the old dead tree
They away for lumber to the mill.

(Chorus, twice)

The old world is dying in the rain. The coming, every year, no longer stops to wonder as it goes along its way
Did anybody leave here?

(Chorus, twice)