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

 Dear  darling,
 
 You soon  go,
 and I will stay here  the cold
 for  four months of snow.
  my own thought remains untold,
  cease to flow.
 It will not 
 
 But I have no heart to tell you 
 although my hands  yours to hold.
 Is  too short for me to know
  my feeling can ever unfold,
 When  it show?
 Will it  glow?
 
 Is what I feel the language  love?
 I cannot speak it well 
 so here I put it down in 
 for you as 
 
 I hope you read  language of love.
  look forward to receiving your dove.
 
 Sincerely yours,
 The little