🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Apple Blossom - Esperanza Spalding

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