Luyện nghe bài hát A Watcher's Point of View

(oh la la la)...

He who thinks, thinks for
A woman on trip, is a hit for the
A true hell between tears
Or pm dawn makes for rewind

Megaline along upon a thought
A comatose nap snatch a sandy
I'm so great I amaze
Explains, how vain is vanity

The longest journey is based on a
But also starts a single step
Because sunday is
A of salt

But "now or never's" a bit to accept
think?

Problems of the world, lovers, girls, and things of that nature
To my heart
all show different sides of me, they're all wrapped
Up of me...
I certain awe for/but those who fall to find out they're in the
in the stars
Even from a point of view.

Yo...the world doesn't pay for a person knows
And rarely wants to pay for what a person
But those who care show and stare
Singin ' it is, is what it was

Cause he who learns the of wisdom
transforming it to daily life
Is a bad condition of
A rap like that can back afterlife

All this and spins in a whirlwind
And spots the mask as to it remains
On the opposite lane of a bridge
Or the that lives on the positive plane

Doncha'

to the world, lover's gold, and bees and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off inside of me, they're all
Up of me...
I feel certain (? ), of those who fall upon got the ring of of
My
(? ) but these are the watcher's of view...

Reality and death be they life
Eternity and accompany death
The simplest to remember, really....
the fog of "my forget"

Certain mystery upon mankind lies
Certain arrogance, to the
Pure imagination is based on
Showing the confusion is to contain

But the true of the phrase is a dream
A dream that a question mark
The end of an era in the halls of a
That been watched and clocked from the start

Doncha'

Power to the world, gold, and bees and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all shrunk off inside of me, all wrapped
Up of me...
I feel certain (? ), of those who fall got the ring of shadow of
My
(? ) but these are the watcher's of view...

Maybe just wanna twist my finger
Maybe they just wanna my arm
Maybe they just wanna try and me
Maybe just wanna do me harm
Maybe they don't want my mouth to speak
Maybe they just quiet momma

But the minute I to the rhythm of the left
That's the minute they don't wanna leave me alone

Doncha'

to the world, lover's gold, and bees and nature(? )
Not to my heart..
They all off inside of me, they're all wrapped
Up of me...
I certain (? ), of those who fall upon got the ring of shadow of
My
(? ) but are the watcher's point of view...