Luyện nghe bài hát Simple Man

Procession on, the shouting is over
Praise to the glory of loved ones now
Talking aloud as they sit their tables
flowers washed down by the rain

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

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

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