Luyện nghe bài hát Rhododendron

On the hottest of the year
in a patch of rouge rhododendrons

A bottle of under my arm
Trying to a sky full of stars
I of order, I dream of fleets
Of in aquamarine

He "Linus put that blanket down
You've slammed your door too times"
He said "Linus put that blanket
The won't wait"

Boy, you gonna do with your life?

When I was age, I was commanding fleets
I was your age, I was soaked in victory

And now you can't keep a job and you can't a wife
What a horrible you're gonna make of your life
way too many American films
To be John Wayne, Brando or James

Waiting so long for your wrists to get
Waiting so for the next great party
So many questions, so to say
You don't these weights

Boy, you gonna do with your life?

So you to be an artist, want to be a singer
Want to be remembered for what you create

So you want to be a cowboy, into the distance
Never have to or answer to anyone

So you to be a boxer, surviving on your instincts
on your fists and the quickness of your wit

Are you than these buildings and the grey around you?
Is your pain more than everybody else?

Drunk in the rhododendrons