Luyện nghe bài hát (In the) Pouring Rain

I could see as I in
The ships were gone and the pit in
A funeral bell tolled the in
A lonely slumbering

Not the twang of the
Not even the siren of pain
Not the shadows of
Caught in the pouring rain

Breeze black windows on street
Where I was raised up on the
(Yeah, say)
Ask no questions work and
'Til the old tango that's on street

I can hear the sharpen of the
Some stranger in the rain
the sharpen of the rain
Lucky in the rain

Hammers beat in times
On these rusted lines
Mocking the sun and optimistic
All these weedy gates of

The sun shine my way again
Lucky was on the wane
Oh, I'll see a star again
In the pouring pouring

A salty band for the train
A sad trombone and some
The future pointed to the weather
The old calypso of shame

I the sharpen of the pain
Some stranger in the rain
Hear the sharpen of the
stranger pouring rain

Pouring