Luyện nghe bài hát Drinking Wine Alone

(Joel Jaffe)

I'm by the river, on a sunny afternoon
The glass of wine me, is the colour of the sun
Then the river inside me, and it all comes rushing back
There's something about drinking wine

I'm sitting at the table, at my plate
The meal I fixed so carefully, is wasted I eat
The first taste touched a place in me, I'm afraid to find
There's something drinking wine alone

There are traces of her waiting, in the place I least
A laugh, a sudden movement, a lighted
Am I hiding from the very thing, I so hard to find
There's something about drinking wine

I have wasted something precious, and it quickly slipped
Like moonbeams through my fingers, as I the other way
Am I waiting for a miracle, or I just been blind
There's something drinking wine alone

(c) 1977 Whispering Publishing Co.