Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Robert Graves

Dear Graves

Dear Robert Graves, I got your last
Is it that on your side of the ocean?
You seem to live the clouds above us
Clouds that are made. End of my bleed.
on you
Raining on you Robert
Raining on all your joy
are the same in American society
These clothes have souls convincing other to close the rumor place
No wonder unhappy. No room for life.
End of my bleed.
on us
Raining on us
down on all your joy
on us
Raining on us
Raining on all our joy
Oh I can see you, I'm sitting on my
I'm into your yard. I didn't mean to look down.
I was thinking of myself when I said those things.
I have my days, believe me there are when
I cannot see the purpose of my own
But I know flags must be faced, the pills be swallowed
comes the sea, a sea of hope to wash them down.
on us
Raining on us Graves
us from head to toe.
on us
Raining on us Graves
we are with all our joy, all our joy.