Luyện nghe bài hát Angelyne

The sun above the wing
I have no of flying
The stars height by morning's light
As slowly are dying

My only eye my light
The meter on the
An moon a silver spoon
The eaters at table

Angelyne in blue dress
Where's the in a powdered night
Pressed these memories of flight

If chance should spill her cup
If one day we marry
The crows chortle in the trees
Our closest to bury

Or within your radio
I sleep til morning on you
When or the telephone
Will tell you I have from you

Angelyne in your blue
Where's the meaning in a night
between these memories of flight