Luyện nghe bài hát City of Roses

A in the clouds is a break in my day
Face the sun of my
As Hathaway Jones would made it his own feet
Fly by the wings of creation

On the top of head, there is a poem
The thought in my head, oh God knows
As everything else will you
I used to be and bold
But now I'm afraid, I'm so old
I the light to the City of Roses

a little-known fact that I can't cope
I'm the of repression
I've had it enough the east coast
die by the wings of my ambition

The city I left, the city of
The one I loved, the city of hope
As else will disappoint you
I used to be and bold
But now I'm of age, I'm so old
I followed the light to the City of

A break in the clouds is a in my day