🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Shadow - Demis Roussos

  of a thousand faces keep on turning in your mind,
 and forgotten  and places never really left behind.
 Is it  imagination seeking shelter from the rain,
 or a long  conversation once again.
 Shadows never point  finger at the things you say or do,
  they seem to linger any way you may run to.
 Sharing  joy or torment, every laughter or despair,
 facing you at any moment  you dare.
 
 Gentle  at once surrender at what you didnt understand,
 conquest of the night that  holding you with trembling hands.
 In a book  fall leaf-clover marks the days at below,
 till she found  it was over long ago.
 Little thanks had most  meaning leaving only emptiness,
 tender  and simple feelings never eased your hungriness.
 Yesterdays remain so  and tomorrows round the bend,
 can you read the line that dark ends  your hand.
 
 Both ends of a candle burning shine so brightly for a 
 rancours of a life reflecting  your smile.
 Shadows never point a finger at  things you say or do,
 silently they seem to  any way you may run to.
 Sharing every joy  torment, every laughter or despair,
 facing  at any moment if you dare.