Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

I heard it in the wind last
It like applause
Did you get a resounding for you
Way up
It seems many dim years ago
I heard that face to face
Or you face to face
Thought I can feel you here
I get notes
On butterflies and sprays
From who just have to tell me
They saw you
In some office sits a
And he trembles as he
And he asks some guy to circulate his around
On your red ribbon runner
The caressing rev of
Finely tuned like women
In thirties gowns
Up the
Off to the
name's in the news
first class--
The lights go
And its just you up
Getting them to feel like
the days when you used to sit
And make up tunes for love
And your simple sorrow
To the soundhole and your
And now seen on giant screens
And at for the press
And for people who slices of you
From the
They toss around your golden egg
Speculation--well, who's to
If the one in the nest
Will glitter for so
I guess I seem
With my sunk in the hand
That brings me
I really give up just yet
Now I sit up
The critic!
And they introduce some
But they seem so much
at them on my T.V. set
Oh the and the glory
Just you're getting a taste for worship
They start out the hammers
And the
And the
I heard it in the last night
It sounded applause
now
End of
No shiny hot nights
It was the arbutus rustling
And the of the logs
And the moon down like water
an empty spotlight