Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Dylan's Dream

While riding on a train west
I fell for to take my rest
I dreamed a that made me sad
Concerning myself and the few friends I had

With damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent an afternoon
Where we weathered many a storm
Laughin' and singin' the early hours of the morn

By the old wooden stove where our were hung
Our words were told and our songs sung
We longed for and were satisfied
Talkin' and a jokin' about the world

With haunted hearts the heat and cold
We thought we could get very old
We we could sit forever in fun
Though our really were a million to one

As easy it was to black from white
It was all that easy to tell from right
Our were few and the thought never hit
That the road we traveled would ever and split

How many a has passed and gone
Many a gamble has been and won
And a road taken by many a first friend
And one of them I've never seen again

I wish, I wish, I wish in
we could sit simply in that room once again
Ten dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd it all gladly if our lives could be like that

While riding on a train west
I fell asleep for to my rest
I dreamed a that made me sad
Concerning myself and the few friends I had