Luyện nghe bài hát A life of Sundays

Hold me, I go under
me, before I drown
Sharpen your sense of
Listen to I've found

we are again
Two old
Two old
Just you need them

A devil was standing on my
I know how to defeat him
Since I into you

You taught me love and
And the unsung of Ireland
Says the thing
you find it

The world wide over
The same from the same old cause
Gotta talk about that thing, I cannot define it
It is the same thing and it was

It me sad and strange
All that ever stays the is change
And I dreamed, I

Wayward as a restless
from here to yonder
Most spectacularly

Dream and entwined
The old day and crumbles and it's

to be in your company
Funny to be in day
A miracle just to be you
to be going your way

Were these unfolding
and drawn by mortal hands?
Never in a life of
Would I have me here