Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Years

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

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

I spend my spare time my rosary beads
Although I never to pray
But you don't need the light and it's to pretend
That you've seen the errors of ways

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

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

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

Strange how a mind can recall
What the senses eagerly behind
I can his face, rage, disgust and distaste
But to my fear I have blind

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

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

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

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