Luyện nghe bài hát Still Life

The axe is and reckless
the grain, split it wide
Cut to build the mansions
Of banks and in distant hands
The looks to the sun
Covered eyes, to silence

The future is
The sacred destroyed
No damning of progress
Comfort the
The earth is and skun
Fortune hit and ru-un

Barren earth, skies, wasted seas
we see the light through the trees
Before the last axe

A sweet breeze of is blowing
forest to the town
Slowly the tide is
With love the seed is
No for feeling helpless
change to make
While there's li-ife

learnt quickly fade, memories
Will we see the light the trees
As the last axe