Luyện nghe bài hát Simple Man

Procession moves on, the is over
Praise to the glory of loved now gone
Talking aloud as they sit their tables
Scattering flowers washed by the rain

Stood by the at the foot of the garden
them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the of the moment
Possessed by a fury that burns from

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

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