Luyện nghe bài hát Black Gypsy

Broken bottles, songs
people been in town too long
Where's gone?

Ooh
This city gonna your heart
Oh gypsy, tell me
everyone's gone

Never had a name
Never spoke of why we
and gloriousness
The loneliness of
Sitting in the

Why is the of me?
Where is my
is the part of me
That I give to you?
If kindness were my

is the soul of me?
Where is my
In my own
Better it behind
In a thousand of wine

Oh, precious plans of strong
Why is taking so long?
I would you everything
If I only had the to explain
know nothing but the rain

Why is the of me?
Where is my
is the part of me
That I would give to
If kindness my style

Where is the
is the warmth
In my own
That I let it grow
Oh, it's so cold

bottles, broken songs
Broken faces been in too long
Where has everyone

Oh
This city gonna your heart
Oh gypsy, tell me
everyone's gone

Oh gypsy, please me
everyone's gone
Where everyone's
Where everyone's