Luyện nghe bài hát John My Beloved 5:04

Are we to speak, day of the week
words at the bar
Beauty eyes, my order of fries
Long island and wine
of John, I get it all wrong
I read you for some of poem
Covered in lines, the fossils I
Have no life of their own?

So can we pretend
Before the ends?
I am a man with a heart offends
With its lonely and demands
There's a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead

a waste, your beautiful face
Stumbling arise
Go follow your gem, your white feathered
Icarus, to the sun
If history speaks of two baby
I'm painting the hills and red
They beware, Lord hear my prayer
I've wasted my throes on your

So can we be friends,
the mystery ends?
I love you more than the world can
In its lonely and head
There's only a of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead

I'm my breath
My on your chest
What can be of my heart?
If speaks, the kiss on my cheek
Where remains but a mark
my John, so I'll carry on
Counting my down to one
And I am dead, come visit my bed
My is bright in the sun

So can we contend,
Before my ends?
Jesus I need you, be near me, shield me
From fossils fall on my head
There's only a of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead