Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Days Of The Year

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

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

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 to past lives, never again
tears
Never again on the of the turning tide
Never again on these days of the year

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

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

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

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