Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

I heard it in the wind night, sounded like applause
Did you get a round resounding for you way up
It like many dim years ago
Since I heard that to face or seen you face to face
tonight I can feel you here
I get these on butterflies and lilac sprays
From girls who just have to me they saw you somewhere

In some office sits a poet and he trembles as he
And he asks some guy to his soul around
On your red ribbon runner, the caressing rev of motors
tuned like fancy women in thirties evening gowns
Up the charts, off to the
Your name's in the news, everything's class
The lights go and it's just you up there
Getting them to feel that

the days when you used to sit and make up
Your tunes for love and pour simple sorrow
To the sound hole and your knee and now seen on giant screens
And at for the press and for people who have slices of you
the company, they toss around your latest golden egg
Speculation, well, to know
If the one in the nest will glitter for them so

I guess I seem ungrateful my teeth sunk in the hand
That brings me things I really can't give up yet
Now I sit up here, the critic, and introduce some band
But they seem so much looking at them on my TV set
Oh, the power and the glory just when getting a taste for worship
They start out the hammers and the boards and the nails

I heard it in the wind last night, sounded like
Chilly now, end of summer, no shiny hot nights
It was the arbutus rustling and the bumping of the logs
And the moon swept black water like an empty spotlight