🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Unsent Letter - Hồ Trung Dũng

 Dear  darling,
 
 You soon  go,
 and I will stay  in the cold
 for another  months of snow.
 If my own thought remains 
 it’ll cease to 
 It will not 
 
 But I have no heart to tell  so,
 although my hands  yours to hold.
 Is time too short  me to know
 if  feeling can ever unfold,
 When will it 
 Will it ever 
 
 Is what  feel the language of love?
  cannot speak it well enough,
 so here I put  down in words
 for  as such.
 
 I hope you  my language of love.
 I look forward to receiving your 
 
 Sincerely yours,
  little man