Luyện nghe bài hát Summer

It is the August of our love
The time is ripe for harvesting the
Heat is no more; the is all we have,
Enough to be in our needs
The food for thought as good as you cook
The you made home where comfort reigns,
The who inherited your looks,
They are the of our winding ways.
of love,
Yellow sun the skies
of life,
You are mine, I am always
Feeling joy and your pain,
You are and refrain.
Your are as warm as our walks,
in the park which started shedding leaves.
I never thought I enjoy our talks
As as the embraces that you give.
But children, children, what be your path?
How will you find the road toward home?
If only I give you my advice,
If only I could you what I learned...