Luyện nghe bài hát Simple Man

Procession moves on, the shouting is
Praise to the of loved ones now gone
Talking aloud as they sit round tables
flowers washed down by the rain

Stood by the gate at the foot of the
Watching pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the of the moment
Possessed by a fury that from inside

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

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