Luyện nghe bài hát Too Late

Shades of statues
Made with hands that carved marble
Through the gothic
She and asks
Where her mother's in peace
she now rests in peace

Crossing over paths
She now cries before to the tomb
Now by all the colours of
The best flowers with love
with love

Beloved

TOO
NOW IS TOO
FOR A LOVE NEVER
TO A DEAD A STRANGER
FOR A VICTIM OF YOUR
PAY YOUR NOW
CRY FOR YOURSELF 'CAUSE
SHE NOT DESERVE YOUR TEARS

Where were you she was ill
Where were you when she was in need of
To cure her solitude from her life
Was changed by your father's sad
By your death

Mother

TOO
NOW IS TOO
FOR A NEVER REMEMBERED
TO A MOTHER DEAD A
FOR A OF YOUR SHADOW
PAY YOUR NOW
CRY ONLY FOR 'CAUSE
SHE DOES NOT YOUR TEARS
TOO