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

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