🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Apple Blossom - Esperanza Spalding

 Mother  the Spring,
 Her branches’  slipping,
 Buds, yawning 
 welcome  an aging man.
 He greets  fondly
  memories of when
 her bows were arms that held 
 as a younger 
  they would marvel at
 the  of Springtime.
 
 Now he stands  the apple blossoms
 every  where they used to go walking.
 And he tells Her about the summer and  autumn,
 The winter  his heart,
 And  Apple blossoms.
 
 In  they would dream
 Of being three and 
  how round,
 as the apples on  ground.
 
 That fall, they loved and 
 
 But  came too soon
 before  seed could bloom.
 She wilted from the 
  all felt cold and still.
 
 Now he  beneath the apple blossoms
 every year where they use to go 
 And he  Her about the summer and the autumn,
 The  in his heart,
 And  Apple blossoms.
 
 As he opened the after,  she fell
 He prayed heaven would be waiting to  her.
 He kisses her  cheek goodbye,
 But he  surrender the hope of staying solace
 So in her fallen  he placed a seed
  their favorite tree
 and he  her to rest
  the blanket of white
 ‘til they’d  again in the springtime.
 
 Now  stands beneath the apple blossoms,
 Every year  they used to go walking.
 Walking:
 
  from above she’s always watching
 But her body lies ‘neath the apple 
 Apple blossoms.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 Blossom.
 
  of the Spring
 The slipping bud she 
  [they] unopen.
 “Welcome, by an aging 
 He greets  fondly.
 Fondly----
 beneath  apple blossoms.