Luyện nghe bài hát Simple Man

Procession moves on, the is over
Praise to the glory of ones now gone
Talking aloud as they sit round their
Scattering flowers washed down by the

Stood by the gate at the of the garden
Watching them like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the
Possessed by a that burns from inside

Cry like a child, though these years me older
With children my is so wastefully spent
A burden to keep, though their inner
like a curse, an unlucky deal

Played by the gate at the of the garden
My view stretches out the fence to the wall
No could explain, no actions determine
Just watching the and the leaves as they fall