Luyện nghe bài hát The Wisdom of Snow

Now why this man's was bleeding
The angel had to
So invisible, he by him
And then gently touched his

Which the man to stand there still
Despite the cold
And he stood there in that trance
The angel his soul

It seemed the man was not always
The man he had
And that angel wondered how change had happened
And when it had

The man had been born to a and religious family
And raised in the
And all his childhood
man, clearly, had been blessed

He grew up believing, among things
Man was in the image of god
He went to school, all rules
While working very

He had tried to help others
Excelled at nearly every
And when he'd graduated school
Of course, he was the first one in his

And in his eighteenth
When it was for him to leave
He had from several colleges
All of them ivy

And at in all his studies
He always straight "a"s
And when he tried his hand in
He got the in the senior play

It appeared to everyone
was no talent that he lacked
And for years on the football team
He was, the quarterback

And there he met the girl
Who did his wife
With her, his was now complete
He had the life

When had graduated college
They wed in a ceremony quite grand
Then they to new york
In a dream they seemed
all had been perfectly planned

She decorated their park apartment
In a art-deco style
And six months they had moved in
She told him, they would be having a child

And their first ultrasound
He knew they having a son
Their lives could not been better
And had only just begun

Together they early at the hospital
On the delivery
The father was no chances
And did not want to risk being

But while waiting outside the delivery
He could tell something was going wrong
For too many doctors were in
none coming out for too long

When her own doctor came out
With several nurses at his
He said that his wife had started
And their best efforts, she died

in an effort to console him
A nurse gave him his to hold
But from the way the child limp in his arms
He knew there was still more bad news to be

The doctor gave the prognosis
As gently as anyone
But before he could explaining
The father only too understood

The child had been cut off from
For minutes, which is far too
The was now irreversible
His brain malformed

He'd never a job,
Learn to or ever talk
And it be a miracle
If the even learned how to walk

And those words the father felt
His entire world apart
And he stumbled for the words to
The tearing of his heart

He cried out, why did god have to her
she was still so young
And then as if to cut him
Leave thing here as his son

"please explain to me wisdom
How he decide
To take me my precious wife
leaving this alive

There is no for this life
Why does he even
And if he had been born
There is no way he'd ever been missed

If man is made in god's
something here is surely amiss
For is nothing of god
of god
of god
of god
of god in this"

And he asked for the child
To be placed in a run home
And after he had signed the
He into that night alone

And in this he found unkind
He built a wall around his
And year he'd add new parts
Until it had also enclosed his

He his job and paid his debts
As he slowly became a
Of a man walking the tombs
While living his life his wounds

He distanced himself all his friends
Even his sisters and
And as it went by, he developed his eyes
So they could only see the in others

With this final glimpse, the stepped away
And the man himself out of his trance
continued his walk back towards his home
And few would have given his soul half of a

And the angel felt helpless
As he watched old man there
So he did what even do
And he said a prayer

And as the flew to his lord
The did decide
To carefully the old man
And closely by his side

For on night can one deny
The gift of a more eye
To cast upon our man
And on night to understand

The frailty of childhood
Like fireflies over summer
And if one dared to remove time's
Could one those childhood trails?

But whispers in the winter's
Told of rescued dreams, sins
And who among us shall be
To rescue forgotten dream?

So on this of christmas eve
As once again the spirits
Its snowswept dreams and lights
With bits of magic into each

And as the snow comes gently
Its intent to reach the ground
To cover the world still feels
Perhaps to them time to heal

For as men invest in
And professors in what know
God in mercy
Like winter in snow

[THE WISDOM OF