🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Apple Blossom - Esperanza Spalding

 Mother  the Spring,
 Her  cradle slipping,
 Buds,  open,
 welcome by an  man.
 He  them fondly
 with  of when
 her bows were arms that held 
 as a  man.
  they would marvel at
 the birth of 
 
  he stands beneath the apple blossoms
 every year where they  to go walking.
 And he  Her about the summer and the autumn,
 The  in his heart,
 And their  blossoms.
 
 In summer they would 
 Of being three  smile,
  how round,
  the apples on the ground.
 
 That fall, they loved and 
 
 But  came too soon
 before their  could bloom.
 She wilted  the chill.
  all felt cold and still.
 
 Now  stands beneath the apple blossoms
  year where they use to go walking.
 And he  Her about the summer and the autumn,
 The winter in his 
  their Apple blossoms.
 
 As he  the after, as she fell
 He prayed  would be waiting to meet her.
 He kisses her cold  goodbye,
 But  couldn’t surrender the hope of staying solace
 So in her fallen hands he placed a 
 from  favorite tree
 and he laid her  rest
 ‘neath  blanket of white
 ‘til they’d meet again in the 
 
 Now he stands beneath the apple 
 Every year where  used to go walking.
 Walking:
 
 And  above she’s always watching
 But her body lies ‘neath the  blossoms.
 Apple blossoms.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 
 Mother of  Spring
 The slipping bud she 
 Slowly,  unopen.
 “Welcome,  an aging man,”
  greets them fondly.
 Fondly----
 beneath  apple blossoms.