Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Minor Holiday

Thumbtacks all out across your hometown state
A hollow tree at half
Wait wintertime, leaves a paper trail
And a plant that's overgrown

Like a cabin in the woods on a
Like a minor

rich, red plaid wool, Irish whiskey glass
Here comes my fine bright haired
Like a fire burning and burning it
My heart could never write, the never fail

And under your cap
And for a there's a stillness
Before the spins again
A minor holiday, it again
it out so you can tell

Wasted on the weekend, making good time with my
the plot lines are like dead ends
Floating in her eyes at the bottom of a
Floating in her eyes ride it out for a

On a minor holiday, transfer this
On a holiday, transfer this weight
holiday, minor holiday
Oh, minor holiday, going and forth
On a minor holi, minor holiday, a minor