Luyện nghe bài hát At The End of The Rainbow

Again,
At the end of the
Again,
No gold to be
this cold unmade bed
The last 3 you said
And this on the telephone line

Paris, well, is fog on the seine
still courses through my veins
All these crazy sights,
be so bad
If I could just taste your breath again

I saw your daddy
Lying by the
His feet sticking out of a
Honey be calling
To tell you that your
Never will be back

At the end of the
Again,
No words to be
Just this voice sad and
Me wishing I was
And the on the telephone line