Luyện nghe bài hát The Eternal

Procession moves on, the is over
Praise to the glory of ones now gone
Talking aloud as they sit round their
Scattering flowers washed down by the

Stood by the at the foot of the garden
Watching them pass like in the sky
Try to cry out in the heat of the
Possessed by a fury that burns inside

Cry like a child, these years make me older
children my time is so wastefully spent
A burden to keep, though inner communion
Accept like a curse, an deal

Played by the gate at the of the garden
My view stretches out from the to the wall
No could explain, no actions determine
Just watching the trees and the leaves as fall