🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Unsent Letter - Hồ Trung Dũng

  my darling,
 
  soon will go,
 and I will stay here  the cold
 for another four months of 
 If my  thought remains untold,
 it’ll cease to 
  will not grow.
 
 But I have  heart to tell you so,
  my hands want yours to hold.
 Is  too short for me to know
 if my  can ever unfold,
  will it show?
 Will  ever glow?
 
 Is what I feel  language of love?
  cannot speak it well enough,
 so here I put it down  words
 for you as 
 
 I hope you read my language of 
 I look forward to  your dove.
 
 Sincerely yours,
 The little