Luyện nghe bài hát The Fortuneteller

I never got into - but the magic got into me.
I'd been up in love, but afraid of being free.
Men... I don't them:
take you for all you got
And leave you howling at the
And thinking of... I know what...
Yeah I do... of that man...
Is he alone? Is he of me?
Does he love me?
I some answers - deep answers
So there I was, on the side of town the beggars sleep..
It was late - late.
But I knew she'd be open - love the night.
I heard that from a friend who knew one.
Sure enough, her was on and her door was cracked;
The smell of incense the night air cry out in desperation.
But I care, I was looking for revelation,
So I in, and made my way through a curtain of beads.
There must have been ten thousand - but only one was lit.
I put some money on the
And she reached for a of cards and said: "Sit."
She me to look in her eyes..
I did... but I kept my eye on that deck
She gazed at a card... and then she
"I can see that you don't really to know
What your future holds, as you down the road:
You'd rather that dreams do come true,
to find out they can lie to you..."
She the money up from the table, and stuffed it in her blouse.
I "Wait a minute - I was expecting a little bit more than that"
She said: "What do you want me to do? - myself into a cat?
I could, you know" - and I her...
Everything got quiet...
Man, I was - but I didn't show it.

Then she broke the silence... "Why are palms sweating, child?"
God - woman was good!
I asked her to read my palm - she
"All right, but it'll cost you fifty
And then I'm to bed - gypsies hate the night...
Gimme your hand - I'm read between the lines."
"I can see you don't really want to know
What future holds, as you travel down the road:
rather believe that dreams do come true,
Than to he might be leaving you."
She "I can see that you don't really want to know
your future holds, as you travel down the road:
You'd rather believe that dreams do come -
So does the man followed you."