Luyện nghe bài hát Song Of the Stoic

I am a man
I've working all my days
is my accounting
Of my and of my ways
More years are me now
Than years that are
Looking back i
is my story to be said.
I faced my down
Inside the of our home
18 of pain
Upon my to the bone
lived inside of him
They him to the act
The of the bruises
To my was the fact.
I grew and in to the world
I learned to know it's
Of and unspoken
And i learned to the road
I every burden like
A mule with a heavy
Every i earn is another
Knot my back.
and pleasure come
At much too a cost
I keep myself upon the
But what i've lost
things they brush against me
Never to hold
I keep my eyes the ground
And on as old.
I met a
She had the gifted
Her hands wise with healing
And with and all such
As the fates have it
to others we are wed
We continue to friendship
And we out of the bed.