Luyện nghe bài hát The Gardener

There're all of roses
But are as handsome as the ones
That you own have grown
They bring as hope
Leave as much
As anything I've ever

But it ain't in their
I'm seeking the fortune
It's in the weeds and the and lawns
Of the fortunate
Who can't in the garden
And feel only time on

the world on a string
To remind of where they can go
And what they to be
a whole lot to say
To the fella pay
To cut the grass underneath their feet

A rose can't see its own
Or feel what it's meant to
Doesn't and smell anything on its journey
From the soil to the
Just wants the best for and its family
And God me so do I
And so everybody
So I out each morning
With a and a wave
For the man who looks up their work
'Cause who knows in a
It could be my own

the world on a string
To remind her of where can go
And what she to be
Without a lot to say
To the fella she
To cut the grass underneath her feet
May green grow the underneath our children's feet