Luyện nghe bài hát Bleeker Street

Fog's rollin' in off the East River
Like a shroud it covers Bleeker
Fills the alleys where men
Lies the shepherd the sheep

Voices leaking a sad cafe
faces try to understand
I saw a shadow touch a shadow's
On Street

A poet reads his crooked
Holy, holy is his
Thirty pays your rent
On Bleeker

I head a church softly chime
In a sustainin'
It's a long road to
On Bleeker

Street