🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Last Drop Of The Waterfall - At The Lake

 Last  Of The Waterfall
 
 By the time the first drop 
 The  one was already glowing in his eyes...
 To survive it had to  To prevail he couldn't let it be...
 
 The journey was long, but  seems to be shorter when you can't see the end.
 With closed eyes one can go far when one doesn't know  to go.
 It is easier when one believes that the Moon  not lose the way
 And one will be strong enough to hold the 
 He is closing his eyes and turning  not to see
 That the face  his home doesn't belong to him anymore.
 Wise, old trees  bidding him farewell. He walks his path.
 The voices of the forest sound like whispers of his 
 Who he  lost.
 
 The face of home is bidding  farewell
 Voices which he had 
 Closed eyes of his  home
 Can't  this holy place...
 
 One of  voices is surely the voice of a little ghost
 Which rakes  the wind it's father's hair aside.
 With tender hands it puts soft  under it's father's feet.
 With dew it washes  tears away - the poison of his suffering...
 Last  will fall.
 
 The face of home  bidding him farewell
  which he had lost...
 Closed  of his beloved home
 Can't touch  holy place...
 
 He's the man who promised himself  find what is already gone.
 His untiringly  heart asks birds that sing like she sang.
 He forgets to listen  the answer, listening to their song,
 But doesn't want  understand its meaning.
 The  is shining brightly tonight. It is a good guide.
 A  shade leads him tenderly to goal of his trip.
 This ghost shows him a monumental and  clear
 Great  which has it's source in him deep inside.
  drop will fall.
 
 He takes his little Angel and holds him  his arms
  didn't fail.
 Now let him go 
 
 One  of the Waterfall...
 Now  him go away...