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

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