Luyện nghe bài hát Fourth Floor

On the fourth floor of the
In a shallow box
She's digging in the soil with a spoon
Her hands inside gloves
Planting pulling out weeds
The of life is complete
Who would've thought it in a city of
Four floors above the

I cannot tell kind of flowers they are
I'm too far on the street
But the they add to the building so drab
Brings a warm of welcome relief
worthwhile for the sun to shine on
A reason to radiate
Well that small window box a skip in my feet
floors below on the street

For good seed she plants in the soil
a dozen bad waiting to grow
To strangle the goodness she's to nurture
And kill all the seed she's sown
time you water the garden you also water the weeds
A illustration of sin and temptation
floors above the street

Some people don't why she does it
people look for a reason
Maybe she just the feel of the soil
Or keeping in tune the seasons
Maybe she has so pride in herself
Got to keep it all visually
A small paradise in a world of
Four floors the street

A small in a world of concrete
A small paradise in a world of
A small paradise in a of concrete
Four floors the street