🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Apple Blossom - Esperanza Spalding

 Mother  the Spring,
 Her  cradle slipping,
  yawning open,
 welcome by an aging 
 He greets  fondly
  memories of when
 her bows were  that held him
 as a  man.
 Together,  would marvel at
 the birth  Springtime.
 
 Now he stands beneath the  blossoms
 every year  they used to go walking.
 And  tells Her about the summer and the autumn,
 The winter  his heart,
 And their Apple 
 
 In summer  would dream
 Of being three  smile,
 imagining  round,
 as the apples on the 
 
  fall, they loved and waited.
 
  winter came too soon
  their seed could bloom.
  wilted from the chill.
 And  felt cold and still.
 
  he stands beneath the apple blossoms
  year where they use to go walking.
 And he  Her about the summer and the autumn,
 The  in his heart,
 And their  blossoms.
 
  he opened the after, as she fell
 He prayed heaven  be waiting to meet her.
  kisses her cold cheek goodbye,
 But  couldn’t surrender the hope of staying solace
 So in her fallen hands he placed a 
 from  favorite tree
 and he laid her  rest
 ‘neath the  of white
 ‘til they’d meet again in the 
 
  he stands beneath the apple blossoms,
 Every year where  used to go walking.
 Walking:
 
 And from  she’s always watching
 But  body lies ‘neath the apple blossoms.
 Apple blossoms.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 
 Mother of  Spring
 The slipping bud  cradles,
 Slowly, [they] 
 “Welcome, by an aging 
  greets them fondly.
 Fondly----
  the apple blossoms.