Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Dylan's Dream

While riding on a train goin'
I asleep for to take my rest
I dreamed a that made me sad
Concerning and the first few friends I had

With half-damp eyes I stared to the
Where my friends and I many an afternoon
Where we together weathered a storm
and singin' till the early hours of the morn

By the old stove where our hats was hung
Our words told, our songs were sung
Where we for nothin' and were quite satisfied
and talkin' about the world outside

With hungry through the heat and cold
We never we could ever get old
We thought we could sit in fun
But our chances really was a to one

As easy it was to tell from white
It was all that easy to tell from right
And our choices they was few so the never hit
That the one road we would ever shatter and split

How many a has passed and gone?
Many a has been lost and won
And many a road taken by a first friend
And each one I've seen again

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