Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Days Of The Year

Sweep off the and lay down the covers
The story's
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 tell that he's had

for lonely ways, waiting for better days
for spring, for the doorbell to ring
So far still here
Turning the page on these lonely last days of the

Spirits of air ghostly
Please my hand, I'm so far from my land
Cure all my wounds, lick my tears, my face,
I'm so far from my
Never again smiling backwards to lives, never again
tears
Never again on the waves of the turning
Never on these last days of the year

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

Going for ways, waiting 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 night and
One far away, knowledge with the pain
To make a light you burn
But are about to turn

my prison I'll stand
Within the hope of my end
every sin will be forgiven
And dreams closer and will gleam

Out of this deep frost
Without the memory of is lost
the tears with eyes unswelled
I will stronger and straighter high
walls...That's all