Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

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

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

the days when you used to sit and make up
Your tunes for love and your 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
From the company, toss around your latest golden egg
Speculation, well, who's to
If the next one in the nest will glitter for so

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

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