Luyện nghe bài hát Foreign Window

I saw you a foreign window
Bearing the sufferin' road
You carryin' your burden

To the palace of the
To the palace of the

I you from a foreign window
When the lilacs were in
And the sun shone your window pane
To the you kept your books

You reading on your sofa
You singin' every prayer
That the masters had in you
Since Byron loved despair

In the palace of the
In the palace of the

And if you get it right this
You have to come back again
And if you get it right this
There's no need to

I saw you a foreign
Bearing the sufferin' road
You carryin' your burden
You were singing Rimbaud

I was down to Geneva
When the had been found
I was you protection
From the of the crowd

In the palace of the
In the palace of the

They were you religion
Breaking and drinking wine
And you laid out on the hills
Just like when you a child

I saw you from a foreign
You were trying to find your way home
You were carrying defects
Sleeping on a pallet on the

In the palace of the
In the palace of the
In the of the Lord