Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Years

Haven't the sun for seven days
November's got her dug in deep
Haven't seen my son for years
And the chances are we'll never again

If truth be told, I don't know his name
If truth be told, he doesn't even know my

I my spare time with my rosary beads
Although I never learnt to
But you don't need the light and it's best to
That you've seen the errors of your

The darkness in is as heavy as a judgment
darkness, heavy as a judgment

My are now filled with Gilead trees
And sights that I've never seen
They used to be filled the fears of tomorrow
And the horror it might bring

His eyes felt to me as cold as a stone chisel
His eyes fell on me, cold like a stone mason's

Strange how a mind can recall
the senses eagerly leave behind
I can remember his face, rage, and distaste
But to my fear I have grown

Memories are just dead men making
memory is just a dead man making trouble

Haven't seen the sun for seven
November's got her nails dug in
Haven't seen my son for seven
And the chances are we'll never again

Memories are just dead men making
This memory is a dead man making trouble

Memories are dead men making trouble
This memory is just a dead man trouble
Making