Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Wind

{Awful to be a little butterfly
Just swinging things and nothing deep inside
Nothing going, wild in you, you know
You're slowing by the riverside, a-floating and blue}

{Or maybe to be a little summer wind
Like through everything and then away again
With the of dust in your mouth all day
But no to know
Like sadness, you just away}

you know
I dont do
Not a little bit
dont need it in my life

Dont want any of it
I do sadness
Hey, Ive done my
Lookin back on it all, man, it blows my

I do sadness
So been
do sadness
Just dont

Stiefel
Ilse, you me
What are you for?
If only I
Then what's the use of
I'm on the way home, want to
I don't
God, you how we used to run back
To my house and pirates
Wendla Bergman, Gabor, you and I?}

and summer
Every day
Blue gets so sad
Blowing through the thick
Through the of hay
Through the books on the grass
Spring and

Sure its autumn
always wants to
Creep up and you
Whistlin' got you
With heartache, with it's sorrow
Winter wind sings and it

Spring and
other day
Blue wind so pained
Blowing through the corn
the bales of hay
Through the sudden drift of the
and summer

{Actually I go
Walk as far as my house me
I I could
why don't you?
Eighty lines of virgils, sixteen equations, a on the Habsburg}

So I should be some kind of laundry line
their things on me, and I will swing 'em dry
You just wave in the sun the afternoon and then see
They come to set you free beneath the moon

you know
Spring and
I dont do
other day
Not a little bit
Blue wind gets so
Just dont it in my life
Goin' through the big and bales of hay
Dont any part of it

and summer
I do sadness
Every day
Hey, Ive my time
wind gets so lost
Lookin on it all and it blows my mind
Goin' the big corn and bales of hay

I dont do
The wandering clouds of the
So been there, dont do
and summer
Just dont