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

 Dear my 
 
 You  will go,
 and  will stay here in the cold
 for another  months of snow.
 If my  thought remains untold,
 it’ll cease  flow.
 It will not 
 
 But I have no heart to  you so,
 although  hands want yours to hold.
 Is time too short  me to know
  my feeling can ever unfold,
 When will  show?
 Will it  glow?
 
 Is what I feel the language of 
 I cannot speak it well 
  here I put it down in words
 for you as 
 
 I hope you read my language of 
 I  forward to receiving your dove.
 
 Sincerely yours,
 The little