Luyện nghe bài hát Foreign Window

I saw you from a window
Bearing the sufferin' road
You were your burden

To the of the Lord
To the palace of the

I you from a foreign window
When the lilacs in bloom
And the sun through your window pane
To the place you kept books

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

In the of the Lord
In the palace of the

And if you get it right time
You don't to come back again
And if you get it right time
There's no to explain

I saw you a foreign
Bearing down the road
You were carryin' your
You were about Rimbaud

I was down to Geneva
the kingdom had been found
I was you protection
the loneliness of the crowd

In the of the Lord
In the of the Lord

They giving you religion
bread and drinking wine
And you laid out on the green
Just like you were a child

I saw you a foreign window
You were trying to find way back home
You were your defects
on a pallet on the floor

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