Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Days Of The Year

Sweep off the and lay down the covers
The over
Love conquers all happy
The wicked is tamed, he's got the for an afterthought
For changing and weeping, and creeping
Tales always finish too early to that he's had enough

Going for lonely ways, for better days
Waiting for spring, for the doorbell to
So far still here
the page on these lonely last days of the year

Spirits of air friends
take my hand, I'm so far from my land
Cure all my wounds, lick my tears, my face,
I'm so far my place
Never again backwards to past lives, never again
shedding
Never again on the waves of the turning
Never again on these days of the year

Going for lonely ways, waiting for days
Waiting the dike, you don't what it is like
So far apart and still there, now in the last days of the

Going for lonely ways, for better days
the dike, you don't know what it is like
So far and still here, so far away but still near
Walk alone, breed of Cain, thinking all and days
One far away, goes with the pain
To make a you must burn
But times are about to

Within my prison I'll
Within the of my exile's end
When sin will be forgiven
And dreams and clearer will gleam

Out of this deadly frost
the memory of what is lost
Without the tears eyes unswelled
I will build and straighter high
walls...That's all