Luyện nghe bài hát Time

Ticking away the that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in home town
for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and is time to kill today.
And then one day you ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you the starting gun.

So you run and you run to up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up you again.
The sun is the same in a way but you're older,
of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of lines
on in quiet desperation is the English way
The is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd more to say.

Home
I like to be
I can

When I come
Cold and
It's good to my bones
the fire

Far
Across the
on the iron bell
Calls the to their knees
To hear the softly spoken spell