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

  my darling,
 
 You soon  go,
 and  will stay here in the cold
 for another four  of snow.
 If my  thought remains untold,
  cease to flow.
 It  not grow.
 
 But I have no  to tell you so,
 although my hands want yours to 
 Is time too  for me to know
 if my feeling can  unfold,
 When will  show?
  it ever glow?
 
  what I feel the language of love?
  cannot speak it well enough,
 so here I put it down  words
  you as such.
 
 I  you read my language of love.
 I  forward to receiving your dove.
 
 Sincerely yours,
  little man