Luyện nghe bài hát Watercolour Ponies

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

Seems an mound of laundry and a stairway laced with toys
Gives a by blow reminder of the war
we fight 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 growin' is mixed with a bitter cup
Of knowin' the ponies will one day ride away

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

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