Luyện nghe bài hát Fellow Traveller

Rain for the last day that I will be known the way that I want to know me
Rain for a porter's predictable leave on the darkening on my name
Rain like you left with the international brigade
The streak of your face at the glass when the pulled away

The that refused to die
Minature in a Cambridge tie
To get that Soviet to crack a smile
All in our my fellow traveller

Sleep for the silent receiver on its beetle black back in the hall
Sleep for the bottle that off my desk and danced itself out on the floor
Sleep for the ashtray splaid across an unmade bed
While I interrogate every word I ever said

I from buildings into angry air
Lecture my students in my
But once I was to dream of you instead
My dear defected fellow

How you booked your final
a passport that you paid for with a pair of roller-skates
How you died hair and moustache
Put on a mid-Atlantic accent but you couldn't the shakes
When they asked where you had from
And you muttered "that's a good one" but you were never really

umbrella down on Portman Square
Opens and closes to a rain
Theory of of something anymore
Forgery for my travellers

I wont to see
I still in you and me my fellow traveller