Luyện nghe bài hát Still Life

The axe is and reckless
Feel the grain, split it
Cut to build the mansions
Of and boards in distant hands
The axeman to the sun
eyes, blind to silence

The is eroding
The sacred past
No feats of progress
the unemployed
The earth is shred and
seekers hit and ru-un

Barren earth, poisoned skies, wasted
Will we see the through the trees
Before the last axe

A sweet breeze of is blowing
From forest to the
Slowly the is turning
With love the seed is
No time for helpless
We've to make
While there's still

Lessons quickly fade, memories
we see the light through the trees
As the axe falls