Luyện nghe bài hát Too Late

Shades of weathered
with hands that carved precious marble
Through the gothic
She walks and
Where her resting in peace
she now rests in peace

Crossing white paths
She now cries before coming to the
Now by all the colours of
The best flowers chosen with
Chosen love

Mother

TOO
NOW IS TOO
FOR A LOVE REMEMBERED
TO A MOTHER A STRANGER
FOR A OF YOUR SHADOW
PAY SHAME NOW
CRY ONLY FOR YOURSELF
SHE DOES NOT YOUR TEARS

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

Mother

TOO
NOW IS TOO
FOR A LOVE NEVER
TO A MOTHER DEAD A
FOR A VICTIM OF YOUR
PAY YOUR NOW
CRY ONLY FOR YOURSELF
SHE DOES NOT DESERVE TEARS
TOO