🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Last Drop Of The Waterfall - At The Lake

 Last Drop Of The 
 
  the time the first drop fell,
  last one was already glowing in his eyes...
  survive it had to fall. To prevail he couldn't let it be...
 
 The journey was long, but it seems to  shorter when you can't see the end.
 With closed eyes one can go far when  doesn't know where to go.
 It is easier when one believes that the Moon will not lose  way
 And  will be strong enough to hold the oath.
 He is closing his  and turning back not to see
 That the face of his home  belong to him anymore.
 Wise, old  sough bidding him farewell. He walks his path.
 The voices of the  sound like whispers of his daughter,
 Who he  lost.
 
 The face  home is bidding him farewell
 Voices which he  lost...
 Closed  of his beloved home
 Can't touch this holy 
 
 One of those voices is surely the voice of a little 
 Which rakes  the wind it's father's hair aside.
 With tender hands it puts soft  under it's father's feet.
 With dew  washes his tears away - the poison of his suffering...
 Last drop will 
 
 The face of home  bidding him farewell
 Voices which  had lost...
 Closed eyes of his beloved 
 Can't touch  holy place...
 
 He's the man who promised himself to find what is  gone.
 His untiringly beating heart asks birds that sing  she sang.
 He forgets  listen to the answer, listening to their song,
 But doesn't want to understand  meaning.
 The Moon  shining brightly tonight. It is a good guide.
 A gentle shade  him tenderly to goal of his trip.
 This  shows him a monumental and crystal clear
 Great waterfall which has it's  in him deep inside.
 Last drop will 
 
 He takes his little Angel  holds him in his arms
  didn't fail.
 Now let him go 
 
 One drop  the Waterfall...
  let him go away...