Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Years

Haven't seen the sun for seven
got her nails dug in deep
Haven't my son for seven years
And the chances are we'll never meet

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

I spend my spare time with my rosary
Although I learnt to pray
But you don't the light and it's best to pretend
That seen the errors of your ways

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

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

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

how a mind can always recall
What the eagerly leave behind
I can his face, rage, disgust 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 days
November's got her dug in deep
Haven't my son for seven years
And the chances are we'll never again

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

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