Luyện nghe bài hát The Third Invention

(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

(Angels) Blindly he
At his third
the chances
Of one who is

his way
To a cleaner
Of it was
He across

All for the
Of a woman
He goaded
With a hope

For the of his longing
We came to the
He put on his
And he walked the smoke

All for the
Of an woman
to him
On a of hope

Some tourist of
In full
Ready to
In love a ghost

And was his ghost
his third invention
The claim
To the reward

And now it was
His invention
to fall
In love with the

And he falls
And she forward
The eye of his
them both

And she in the arms
Of his invention
And back in his
He the fourth

This is the
Of the highest
An
Ode to the

O in comfort
O employment
He's lost to the
lost to the third.