Luyện nghe bài hát Watercolour Ponies

There are ponies on my refrigerator door
And the shape of something, I don't recognize
with careful little fingers and put proudly on display
A to us all of how time flies

Seems an endless of laundry and a stairway laced with toys
a blow by blow reminder of the war
That we for their well-being for their greater understanding
To impart a holy for the Lord

But baby, will we do when it comes back to me and you
They look a less like little boys every day
Oh, the pleasure of watchin' the children growin' is with a bitter cup
Of the watercolour ponies will one day ride away

And the vision can get so narrow, as you view through your tiny
And little victories can go by with no
But in the greater evaluation as they fly from nest of love
May they mount up with as eagles for His cause

Still I baby, what will we do when it comes back to me and you
We'll look a little less like little every day
Oh, the pleasure of watchin' the children is mixed with a bitter cup
Of knowin' the ponies will one day, one day ride away