Luyện nghe bài hát The Eternal

Procession moves on, the is over
Praise to the glory of loved now gone
aloud as they sit round their tables
Scattering flowers down by the rain

Stood by the gate at the foot of the
them pass like clouds in the sky
Try to cry out in the of the moment
Possessed by a fury burns from inside

Cry like a child, though years make me older
children my time is so wastefully spent
A burden to keep, though their inner
Accept like a curse, an deal

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