🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Apple Blossom - Esperanza Spalding

 Mother of  Spring,
 Her  cradle slipping,
  yawning open,
 welcome  an aging man.
 He  them fondly
 with memories of 
 her bows were arms  held him
  a younger man.
 Together, they would  at
 the birth  Springtime.
 
 Now he stands  the apple blossoms
 every year where they used to  walking.
 And he tells Her about the summer  the autumn,
 The winter  his heart,
  their Apple blossoms.
 
 In summer they would 
 Of  three and smile,
  how round,
 as the apples on the 
 
 That fall, they loved  waited.
 
  winter came too soon
 before their seed could 
 She  from the chill.
 And all  cold and still.
 
 Now he  beneath the apple blossoms
 every year where they use  go walking.
 And he tells Her about the summer and the 
  winter in his heart,
 And their  blossoms.
 
 As he  the after, as she fell
 He  heaven would be waiting to meet her.
  kisses her cold cheek goodbye,
 But he couldn’t surrender the hope of  solace
 So in  fallen hands he placed a seed
 from their favorite 
 and  laid her to rest
 ‘neath the blanket  white
 ‘til they’d meet  in the springtime.
 
 Now he stands beneath the apple 
 Every  where they used to go walking.
 Walking:
 
 And from  she’s always watching
 But her body  ‘neath the apple blossoms.
 Apple blossoms.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 
 Mother of  Spring
  slipping bud she cradles,
 Slowly, [they] 
 “Welcome, by  aging man,”
 He  them fondly.
 Fondly----
 beneath the apple