Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Back to The Night

High the heat of a summer New York street
An out-of-work musician plays a solo
a preacher and a teacher
And he stands up all

in the dark of a vision in the park
A poet in his madness to find another line
And he's losing and using
And he says doing fine

And they look from such a
That it's all right
They're talking back to the
It's all they can do
back to the night
It's how make it through

If you you can hear them
Their voices draw you near
They're talking to the night for you

Something seems to every dime the man can make
His is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn
And trying hard to make it
And he's trying not to

Woman never minds, pulls the and draws the blinds
She him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
She him all she has to
And it's no than he needs

And they from such a height
That somehow all right
They're talking back to the
It's all they can do
back to the night
It's how make it through

If you you can hear them
Their voices draw you them
They're back to the night for you

And they look from a height
That it's all right
back to the night
It's all they can do
They're talking to the night
It's how they it through

Talking back to the
talking back to the night
Talking back to the
back to the night

Talking back to the
Talking back to the
Talking to the night