Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytale Of New York

It was Christmas Eve
In the tank
An old man to me,
We see another one
And then he sang a
The Rare Old Dew
I my face away
And dreamed you

Got on a one
Came in to one
got a feeling
This for me and you
So Christmas
I you baby
I can see a better
When all our dreams true

got cars
Big as
got rivers of gold
But the wind goes through you
no place for the old

When you first my hand
On a cold Eve
You me
was waiting for me

You handsome
You pretty
Queen of New City
the band finished playing
They howled out for
Sinatra was
All the they were singing
We kissed on the
Then danced the night

The of the NYPD choir
singing 'Galway Bay'
And the are ringing
Out for day

a bum
You're a
You're an old on junk
Living almost dead
On a drip in bed

You bag
You
You cheap lousy
Happy your arse
I God
It's our

The boys of the choir
Still singing Bay'
And the bells are
Out for day

I have been someone
Well, so anyone
You my dreams
From me when I first you
I kept them me babe
I put with my own
make it all alone
I've my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD
Still singing 'Galway
And the bells are
Out for day