Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

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

In some sits a poet and he trembles as he sings
And he some guy to circulate his soul around
On your mark red ribbon runner, the rev of motors
Finely tuned like fancy women in thirties evening
Up the charts, off to the
name's in the news, everything's first class
The lights go down and 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 your sorrow
To the sound hole and your knee and now you're seen on screens
And at parties for the press and for people who slices of you
From the company, toss around your latest golden egg
Speculation, well, who's to
If the next one in the nest glitter for them so

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

I heard it in the wind last night, like applause
Chilly now, end of summer, no more shiny hot
It was just the arbutus rustling and the of the logs
And the moon swept down black water like an empty