Luyện nghe bài hát When The Work Is Done

We go in the sun
For the hours of the day
For the hours of the day

Our heads are sore the day
had or the night before
But our worries to pass
When we lay on the grass

In the dwindling of the sun
In the of your only one
the wait and the work has been done
Is this home? Is home?

I be wrong, so what?
We be young for long
And there are trees for us to climb
In case we grow too old before our

In the dwindling of the sun
In the arms of only one
When the wait and the has been done
Is home? Is this home?

At the prettiest of the day
When the sunset out on her way
And his and his lips seem to say
is home, this is home