Luyện nghe bài hát The Eternal

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

Stood by the at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like in the sky
Try to cry out in the of the moment
Possessed by a fury that burns from

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

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